I may note that despite the gauche and increased summer Khaliji presence (grace aux bombardements d'Israel) I fully intend to continue my patronage. It's a pity the expanded customer care tends to disappear once the pinky ring greaseballers disappear, I like the extra long scalp massaging. It's very relaxing. Well more or less relaxing. Wonder if the manicures will continue once the Khalij cools down?

Now, I merely need to attend to more personal barbering, as the woman has complained that I am begining to resemble a monkey and most barber.

She also observed to my chagrin that I have French bathing habits, and that she was beginning to give credence to old stereotypes about European men and their cleanliness.

Having hurt me feelings by comparing me to a filthy Continental, I shall have to hie meself off to a Hamam to have several layers of skin removed, etc. so as to meet exacting local standards.

One of the few advantages of Chemotherapy was the vastly reduced hairiness and skin shedding. Of course that was a curse in disguise, but I like to look for silver linings.