Our Brother Will and a famous sandwich

My youngest brother called Will is the best Barber in Burgess hill. He is highly sought out, with people waiting for ages to get in his chair. He is my youngest brother but a giant of a man well over 6ft. Customers love to talk with him because he is a great listener. He is one of the many people who cannot work through the pandemic. He doesn’t ask for much in life he just wants to work an honest day. The country and world is full of good honest working people who are not allowed to work because of the pandemic.

My Brother has another claim to fame. He has a toasted sandwich, a “toastie” named after him in his local town centre and that has to be the coolest honour bestowed on anyone, isn’t it? Far cooler than anything I have done.

He works so hard cutting hair, stood up, on his feet all day. Often he would get a sandwich delivered from the restaurant across the road. He asked for a very specific ingredients “Bbq chicken, sweet corn and cheese” as it was delivered to the barbershop daily he would ask his patrons to wait for 10 mins so he could quickly eat his lunch.

Many of his patrons would get hungry themselves and want exactly what Will had on his sandwich. So they would walk over to the restaurant after their haircut and ask for the same custom made sandwich. Over time it just became known as the “Stagg Toastie” named after my little brother “Will Stagg” I might be just an over proud big brother but I think that is so cool.

I am so proud of him and the relationships he has formed with the community there. He is more of a celebrity then I would ever be and far more loved than he realises. He lives a life just as Jacob Marley encouraged “Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; charity, mercy, forbearance, and benevolence were, all, my business.”

I hope this pandemic stops soon and he is finally allowed to do what he does better than anyone else which is cut hair, listen to his patrons and make peoples lives a little better for meeting him. Whilst you sit at home and complain about another zoom call, stop for a minute to think of those who would do anything to be allowed to work but can’t.

Published by NCS

reader of great literature, teller of tales, photographer of mostly awful snaps but on occasion I am half decent.

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