Winner of National hairdressing competition. 1970

Or how my head took over from my heart.

Winner hairdreesing comp 1970It started as a Saturday job to earn some ‘pin’ money.

But I soon found I was a natural. Hair was putty in my hands, so to speak.

I was coached by a well known local hairdresser, Ian McCleod. He deserves a nod.

The national final was at the Tower Ballroom, Blackpool. Champagne all around!

I was riding on the crest of a wave…

And so this put paid to my dreams of being a journalist…until now…

Oh and Ursula Stonehouse (my model) whereforeartthou?


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