I tried cutting my own hair once, the bleedin’ shaver got stuck in what can only be described as barbed wire on my head. My wife intervened with a pair of blunt scissors and I ended up looking like a pineapple. Next day at the cafe in Hebden I kept my hat on until a so called friend removed it and the whole of Hebden had a good belly laugh. Final result was a mate called round after the days ride and shaved the lot off.