If you need to buy some baldness, you could do worse than Utopia 4 Men on Smithdown. You could also do better. Months back the woman inexplicably cut my hair so I resembled one of the La's crossed with a mushroom. Obviously, in keeping with the British phobia of causing offence at all costs, I kept shtum and ran home with a bag on my head to chew off my hair before anybody saw it. It can be a gamble, is what I'm saying.
Crap joking aside, the place is actually very nice. The staff are all ludicrously friendly and in keeping with their job description, will chat about everything, anything and nothing until the cows come home, even that one who uses the clippers like she's trying to knock you out. With its glass tables, chess set, pictures of rock star and identical staff to Braceys, you can sometimes feel like you've visited that old barbershop, only in the year 2035. read more