My Mother Left Me For Seven Years

I Got A Telegraph From My Mother Who Said That My Step-father Had Had A Heart Attack, Come Home And Earn A Living. So I Went Back To England And The Only Thing I Knew To Earn Any Cash Was Through Hairdressing.

Hairdressing In General Hasn't Been Given The Kudos It Deserves. It's Not Recognised By Enough People As A Worthy Craft.

Hair Excited Me. As The Old Ways - Backcombing, Rollers And Rigidity - Went Out Of The Window, I Started To Feel The Possibilities In Front Of My Eyes.

Everything About Morality And Obligations I Owe To Football.

I'll Never Forget One Morning I Walked In And I Had A Hell Of A Bruise - It Had Been A Difficult Night The Night Before - And A Client Said To Me, 'good God, Vidal, What Happened To Your Face?' And I Said, 'oh, Nothing, Madam, I Just Fell Over A Hairpin.'