This is winter in Rome...and a nice walk after a nice haircut.
Dad always taught us boys to have a part in our hair, to comb it to one side and to make a trip to the barber often. Cherished moments spent between fathers and sons is often at the barber shop, together. Thanks, dad!
5 comments:
So where's the part? :-)
sweet sentiments! & a fabulous haircut too...
(i am sending my boys right over...they both need one desparately!)
What? Learning to "buy something for the 'weekend', Sir?"! I love a great euphemism!!!
Eek, truth be told I'm going bald and all those wrinkles are new!
Giovinezza, Giovinezza,
Primavera di bellezza
Della vita nell'asprezza
Il tuo canto squilla e va!
E per [CENSORED], ;-)
Eja eja alalà
E per la nostra Patria bella,
Eja eja alalà...
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