The Hairdresser 


My first job was in London’s famous Oxford Street, in the sister store to Harrods.  Thereafter, I opened a small business before I took a job in tourism  way too good to resist; that took me around the world, and eventually led me to Canada.  After working for twelve years at Haircats Salon in KItsilano, I opened my own place in 2005 by taking a huge leap to come over to the east side. Due to the support of my loyal clientele this was immensely successful; The business  went from strength to strength and the Prickly Scot Hair Lounge enjoys an excellent local reputation–and, as I say, a great alternative to a downtown or westside salon right here on your doorstep.

It has been said,  since I opened my business, I may have lost some of that prickliness I was so famed for–incidentally, the very reason I called my business what I did–but I guess those people just got me on a good day.

No matter what, you always just get me; genuine.  Love it or hate it, you’ll always get an honest opinion here. There's no Walmart smile–that kind of thing just makes me puke. Really, if you want, just kick off your shoes; its that kind of place. What a concept!

I actually care about what I do. I honestly take great pride in my work. But I really enjoy getting to know the person sitting in my chair . . . You’re probably nowhere near as interesting as I am, or done half the things  I have, nonetheless, while here, you are always the second most important person in the room.

So . . . With this refreshing honesty, I don’t charge extra for, comes a high level of personal service in a relaxed and unpretentious environment where sometimes . . . Just sometimes, mind you . . .  You might get a cocktail to wash it all down with, to boot.

The Official Meet and Greet - Quentin

He loves everybody, and everything . . . It’s kind of annoying.

©Prickly Scot 2013