I am not one for the barbers ( I have actually had a phobia of getting my hair cut my entire life), but after a pub lunch in Pimlico, on the spur of the moment, I decided to pop in to a place on the corner of the road – all tattoos, bikers, ZZ Top and Guns N Roses – ...
where used clothing was laid out on sheets on the ground. Men nearby sitting on cans to have their hair cut by outdoor barbers. Little girls doing wash in large tin tubs in back yards or near communal water outlets. A gaggle of boys...