A remarkable question in the barber’s chair

By Steve Morris

Your correspondent still has a full head of hair. But this morning when I looked in the mirror, a rather grey and shaggy middle-aged man was looking back. So there was no choice. It was a case of heading off for a haircut.

I’m usually quiet at the barbers. I just want to get the wretched job out of the way and can’t be bothered with inane chatter. But today was different.

The young man cutting my hair started with the usual conversation-opener, “Is it your day off today?” “Yes” I replied. “Oh what do you do?” “I’m a vicar,” I replied.

And so followed a fascinating conversation. The young man asked me a rather direct question. “Are you born again then?” I explained that I was. “Oh,” he said, “my dad was born again a few years ago.”

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