Last time I sported a full beard it was for a dare with some hairy mates. I looked like a cross between the yeti and a mad lumberjack.
This year I briefly toyed with doing the Movember challenge but was promptly alerted to
a) spousal and offspring objections; and
b) my current mix of blond-, ginger-, grey- and black-sprouting facial follicles resulting in a tortoiseshell cat-like appearance.
I decided to sponsor a mate instead. Movember might be responsible for some dodgy, ’70s-style fashions but it is aimed at assisting some great causes – mainly depression treatments, prostate and testicular cancer research. If you can manage to so, please lend your support.