EVERYTHING CHANGES


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Its well known that older people are often resistant to change, and find it difficult to deal with. Intellectually I’ve always known, and understood , that change is the one constant in life. An elegant paradox if you will, and one of the central teachings of the Buddha.
Yesterday I had change shoved right up into my face, by – of all people – my hairdresser. I’ve driven up to Melkbos for years, to my home hairdresser who gives me a perfect haircut for a modest charge. Wonderful! She understands my hair and is prepared to do a dry cut. In other words, I don’t have to go through the rigmarole of a wash and shampoo prior to the haircut. Fortunately I have very manageable hair, that falls into place easily and behaves itself.

 
She started to snip away and announced she and her husband were moving to a small town 97 kms up the West Coast, and  she was retiring. I nearly fell out of the chair. Bam! Out of the blue.

 

I managed not to burst into tears, which was what I felt like doing. I wished her well and thanked her for years of beautiful haircuts, not to mention the plant cuttings she had given me over the years. We share an interest in gardening, you see. Apart from the excellent hair-cutting skills and the gardening, I like the woman: a no-nonsense middle aged Afrikaans vrou*. We’d chat about our families, and local neighbourhood events. She always alerted me to the date of the next mammoth pre-Christmas Church Fete held by the NGK in Melkbos.

 
You knew where you were with her. You might not always agree, but hey! I only saw her at seven or eight week intervals, so it wasn’t crucial.
I’ll miss my hairdresser. And the worst thing is, I now need to find another home hairdresser in my area. Sigh. This older lady is not enjoying this particular change in her life.

*vrou = wife, woman

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12 responses to “EVERYTHING CHANGES

  1. I hope you find someone as nice. I have had the same hairdresser for years too. X

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  2. Oh dear, that’s a painful change indeed! Good hairdressers are worth their weight in gold and very often their sympathetic ears provide a free counselling session.

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  3. We all get so accustomed to one person’s treatment of our hair that we think nobody else could manage the task. My hairdresser broke her shoulder and was unable to cut hair any more, So, although it took some sifting through, I finally found a suitable replacement. So will you, and the fun will be getting to know a new person.

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  4. Sorry for your loss! Its the same with doctors, dentists, etc, just when you get comfortable they more on….

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  5. I share your pain. My hairdresser, Mike, who couldn’t be more different from yours (gay, keen windsurfer, works in a supermarket) has announced his retirement too. An appointment with him is much more than a cut and blow-dry: it’s gossip, it’s entertainment and a whole other world. Oh, and his charges were reasonable. So now starts the hunt…..

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  6. Oh Dear! Changes are never easy. Finding a new hairdresser can be very difficult indeed. Hope you find a new one soon

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  7. This really hit a nerve for me! When my old hairdresser left the area I was bereft, never believing I would find one who I could talk to, as one only can to a hairdresser, but fortunately I did. It was a happy day indeed. Good luck with the search.

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  8. Ecoecho

    You could do worse than Tracey that Dawn and I go to. Been going to her for years now, young girl so I think she will outlast you. Will give you her number if you wish it. R70 for cut and a whizz, and if you do not want your hair washed she uses a wet spray to damp it down even.

    My wonderful hairdresser from J’burg moved down to Riebeek Kasteel, and so, when I moved down I continued to go to him once a month and make a day of it with lunch at The Royal or with him and his partner, or in the bar at the hotel, did the sales and shops out there – and the table and chairs and coffee table you know so well, all came from a second hand shop out there too.

    Then someone suggested he and his partner buy into a golf estate, so he sold his lovely old house and moved, never to be seen again, and having lost his money too as the golf estate became a white elephant and he could not afford to buy back in RK, sadly.

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  9. I agree with you, finding another hairdresser is no joke. I moved to a small coastal town about a year ago, found a lovely hairdresser but she works for a foul loud person. I absolutely dead going there and being subjected to the owner’s non stop babbling at the top of her voice!

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