i was strolling through the plaza del parque tonight when i noticed how nice herry's bar looked. and then i noticed that they had expanded through into the old barbershop next door. it brought back lots of memories because in days of yore my lovely wife and i would be esconced there with a pint each in the sunshine and she would pop next door to the charles jourdan girlie shoe shop and then i would nip into the barber's for a shave with a cut-throat razor and a red hot steamy towel. boys, if you've never had a real shave - you can still get one in ibiza if you look hard enough....