Lockdown does strange things to a man. But I never believed my husband, Ivo, would allow me to cut his hair.
I ve never cut anyone s hair, let alone his. Even my cockapoo, Ziggy, bolts as she sees me approaching with scissors.
While I m not precious when it comes to my own hair (I never brush it and wash it in dog shampoo), my husband is extremely proprietorial, proud and fussy.
He will only use a particular Klorane product, which proclaims it is for cheveux fins, sans volume and he treks across the whole of London indeed, would travel any distance for a trim as he trusts only one person in the whole world when it comes to his crowning glory. And that is not me.