I probably shouldn't call him a barber because he's an artist. Your head is his canvas. If you sit in his chair, you're going to stand up with the haircut he wants you to have. There is no negotiation. Some people think Francesc gives everybody the same haircut but that is far from the case. He does a roaring trade and there are always several people ahead of and behind me. We don't all come out with the same haircut. Susan says he makes me look like a German general. I suppose that's better than a German corporal.
Francesc prides himself on keeping up to date with the latest fashions and equipment. He is especially proud of a pair of American clippers he had imported. I asked to look at them and noticed a label that read "DO NOT USE ON TREES GREATER THAN THREE INCHES IN DIAMETER". Needless to say, they are brutally efficient in the American manner.
Francesc has a lovely family including a beautiful two year old daughter. The last time I was there, his wife was building a brick and mortar barbeque pit behind the shop. Please check out the photos below while remembering you can only put so much lipstick on an old dog.
