For a few years now, I have had an inclination to grow a Movember moustache but could never quite be bothered.
This year however, that changed and on October 31st, I set out to grow a grand moustache on behalf this worthwhile charity.
But I’ve shaved it off now. It’s all gone. I have a clean top lip and it’s only 13th November.
Why have I done that?
Well, despite all the hype, Facebook posts and the convenience of a Just Giving page, I have only managed to drum up my own starting contribution. What’s more, I am told (by people I regard as friends – and family) that it (the moustache) makes me look:
- ‘old’ (well, I am getting on that way), or …
- ‘angry’ (I’m not!) or …
- ‘a twat’ (a matter of opinion?), and …
- I was offered money to shave it off.
I took the money and feel clean again.
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