Like most women, I judge the length of my hair by how often it gets caught in things and how varied those things are. Doors, windows, chairs, zippers, buttons, bras, handbags... When it becomes an hourly ouch, it's time to get a haircut. Wait, that's not how you decide to make a hair appointment?

When my Melbourne hairdresser became horribly allergic to hair treatment chemicals and retired, I floated around from hairdresser to hairdresser for years before resigning to cutting my own hair. And then I found my knight in poker-faced armour, Richard from Richard & Maisy Hair Styling at Level 4/190 Edward Street in Brisbane City. They used to own Hair Corner in Elizabeth Street Arcade in Brisbane CBD if that name rings a bell.

Richard is the bomb. He doesn't chat much - mainly because of the language barrier. His English is fine but not strong enough that carrying a full English conversation would be effortless and we'd both prefer he put his effort into the hair over small talk.

As always, I'm blogging as a genuine customer and fan. I've been loyal to Richard ever since he didn't bat an eyelid when I asked to shave my head (again). Instead, he gave me sensible advice unlike a few other hairdressers I'd visited - they questioned my choice, tried to talk me out of it and made me feel like I couldn't trust them to do the good job so I walked out. Which is lucky because that's how I ended up in Hair Corner.