Washed and ready to go.
After purifying and blessing his scissors with boiling hot Sake, Taki goes in for the first cut.
First we toy with the "Hitler" look.
Then a Beatlesesque Mop-top.
Dry cutting is apparently required.
Taki demonstrates a Filipino elbow strike.
And goes off to finish the hair colouring on the woman behind me leaving me with enough time to...
...contemplate the huge pile of my hair on the floor.
Jawohl Mein Kapitan!
After a second wash a back/neck massage is all part of the service.
Taki declares victory over hair.
I concur, Victory over hair it is.
Yes victory indeed viewers, and a blurry one a that.
Taki's Business card, (if you ever find yourself in Osaka and in need of a haircut, I heartily recommend him.)