Mad Ernie's in Park Road.

Ernie has a barbers shop in Park Road. I go in there against my better judgement,,,,,, 'cos if you say " I only want a trim please Ernie!"
He nearly breaks out into tears.
Don't get me wrong, Ernie is a good barber and specialises in taking as much hair off as he can, to give value for money. His No. 1 and 2 Haircuts are second to none, but if you ask him for anything different, then his eyes become glazed. He then sharpens up his cut-throat razor. By then, you either make a run for the door, saying, " there's my 82 bus just outside, I'll be back later."
Or you resign yourself to Ernie's Artistic hairdressing talents.

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Went there myself once Steven, just the once mind, and I know what you're on about. He asked me if I wanted it shaved round the back. I enquired if there was any room in the shop as it was raining?

Come back Pee Wee in Granby Street. All is forgiven. (He must have snuffed it by now ?)

At least were not at the stage just yet where we ask for a haircut and he asks 'which one?'

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Originally Posted by Steven

Come back Pee Wee in Granby Street. All is forgiven. (He must have snuffed it by now ?)

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Pee wee was a legend :) :)

I used to get a shilling to go to the barbers when I was kid. I went to Cochrans in Picton Rd. He only charged sixpence.It was by the bridge,it was opposite the Magnet Cinema. He only knew one style. I think he had been an army barber 'cos you wuz baldy when you came out.:PDT11

:unibrow:The mad Russian was the barber off Islington years ago, one style
only, army,my dad had to drag me in.

http://pic7.piczo.com/inacityliving/?g=40964648

That was Max. Scroll down on the above page.

Me mam sent me into Pee Wee's for a short back an' sides and when he's finished he said,,,, "Tell yer Ma to send you back if I haven't cut enough off."

She did,,,,,,,,,



Six months later.:)

Wot you on about Steve ? Ernie is a great barber, and Alf, you get a decent haircut at a fair price, no kids on Saturdays, no waffle about football. And he lets us put posters up,advertising events in the Dingle, not like some miserable pretentious baskets I could name. Ernie Rules :PDT_Xtremez_12:

Oh and count yourself lucky you didnt encounter Fred, who was in Mill Street and Park road. I dont think he had scissors, just a razor !! :PDT_Xtremez_42:

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but if you ask him for anything different, then his eyes become glazed. He then sharpens up his cut-throat razor. By then, you either make a run for the door, saying, " there's my 82 bus just outside, I'll be back later."
Or you resign yourself to Ernie's Artistic hairdressing talents.

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The look In his eyes could be due to himself not having the pleasure of imagining himself cutting skullcaps wide open when he doesn't use that lovely cutthroat razor to give his signature no 1 or 2's.

A true barber has a love for smiley clown make up and pink or purple Mohawks.

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Originally Posted by Steven

Come back Pee Wee in Granby Street. All is forgiven. (He must have snuffed it by now ?)

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Pee Wee! Now theres a name from the past. In the early 1960s I managed a pub called the Vine in Vine St. Pee Wee was one of my customers. If he is still around he would be in his eightys.

A barber without his razor Is like a Samurai without his Katana.

The Razor Is like an extension of his soul.

I go to Mad Max in Anson Street (they used to be in London Road) Nowadays I just ask for a #3 all over and have stopped accusing him of throwing someone else's grey hair all over the cover :)
As a lad I went to one at the end of Carisbrooke Road, it did not matter what you asked him for it always ended up as a short back and sides my mother thought it was great value for money and I was grateful that he left my ears on!. I think he was solely responsible for the hippies growing their hair long

I used to go in to Ernies, befor I moved down South, thats nearly 20 years ago, The first barbers me and my cousin used to get dragged into by our Grandad was Charlie Entwistles, used to be along Park Road, near Wilkies (another blast from the past, long gone now), and he used to give the same hair cuts as Pee Wee.