It's on now, examining the past of K-Tel - the ubiquitous proto-Reject shop of the 60s to 80s.

They showed the hair care set.

Oh. My. Gawd.

That horrible hair care set was the thing my mum used to cut my year from when I was 11 through 16. These hideous cut throat razor blade things with a plastic comb on the end that you scraped through the hair, effectively thinning and pulling it out all at the same time. Pretty much the accompanying sound effect to each 'yank' was 'ow.'

Wow. What a memory. No wonder I loathe having my hair cut. I'm like Bart seeing the cupcake and going fetal.