The cute little hairdresser's scissors snip, snipped, her little Swarowski crystals, interwoven into her long multi-shades of blonde, tresses, sparkled and swung with her snipping movements.  I guess the hairdresser, who I was told was an experienced member of staff, must have been all of 20 years old. It was hard to tell her age, as she had such a sweet bright-eyed baby face.

Like most hairdressers, this girl enthusiastically chatted.  Her diamanté watch, she told me, the one that matched the delicately sparkling hair crystals, had stopped working. It was impossible to get another one, the design had changed, the colours were different now. She'd just have to find something else that might suit.

The hairdresser, still delightfully babbling away, said she had visited her granny who had shown her, her old watches.

"One was the coolest little bracelet with a watch set in it, so small, you couldn't read the time easily. There were a couple of other old ones as well." continued the hairdresser, still happily snipping away,

"and I was really surprised, because I didn't know" she said, "that there were wind-up watches that still worked".

I was left speechless!