Penhaligons

This is the story of a Cornish Barber* who travelled to London and opened up shop next to Jermyn Street’s finest tailors. Who received the royal warrant and trimmed the Shah of Persia’s beard.At a time when one’s toilette was of primordial concern and to be a gentlemen was an affair of great application.Victoria was Queen, antiseptic was making its first appearance – and ankles were considered titillating stuff. It was 1870. Penhaligon’s today consults his recipe books (oh we do), and still produces in the UK, in the original bottle design.