My Grandad’s nickname was Snowy. I don’t think even my Dad is sure if it was because his surname was Winter or the fact that he had white ‘snowy’ hair. Having said that, his bonnet wasn’t a patch on this one, brought to my studio courtesy of Dave Nye. I think Dave would be the first to admit that he’s pretty lucky to have such quality follicles. Now well into his 60′s and a hippy at heart, I can’t see him queuing at the barbers somehow.
