Every time he’s in Melbourne, Jude has a shave with the same old shave-guy on Gertrude Street. I don’t even know the name of his shop. It’s an odd habit because the guy’s a bit of a wild card; kind of scary letting him go near your neck. He believes couples who eat the same food are more compatible. One of his client’s girlfriends made him a moderately artful nude calendar. I think he’s about 85.