Unknowingly, on Valentine's Day, I went for a hair trim at my favourite barber's in Raub and it so happened I had my camera with me...well I asked to take a few souvenirs photos of the Takara salon chairs because they were extremely comfortable and the fact that new hair salons don't have them - triggered some news: the barbers are going their separate ways and that is not very good news. In fact, I sat on these same chairs since I knew what going to the barber was (and that was over 43 years ago!).Those days, children were asked to sit on a makeshift wooden bench with a soft top made to fit onto the arm rest of the Takara chairs for some obvious reasons - they were not tall enough for the barbers to work on. It's such a nolstagia - the current owner's father-in-law cut my father's and my hair till his retirement and his partner, my favourite barber, cut hair till his depart on a bus (he passed away on a bus on the way home) which brought us to the current generation of barbers of the same shop. They used to have watercolour paintings of idyllic padi fields on the walls but now replaced by Quranic verses and I will really miss them. I remembered that this barber shop functionned like an information centre for some of the regulars (and lively political debates) about who's doing what in this small town. No hair salon can give a clean hair cut like a traditional barber shop can though I'm sure they do have the information diffusion part (a.k.a gossiping). The closing of this barber shop will definitely mark an end to an era of old charms associated with small towns in Malaysia (Raub in this case)...
The Takara salon chair that can be folded down for a good shave...
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