Henry Jeffreys

The last male space – why old-fashioned barbers are booming

It’s a place for relaxed, civilised conversation (and a cheap haircut, of course)

Credit: Jeffreys

For 14 years only one man has cut my hair. Actually, that is not strictly true. Last year I went elsewhere and I felt like a husband visiting a prostitute for the first time. It made me realise how attached I’d become to my barber, Kyri, a Greek Cypriot with a shop in Kensal Rise.

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