This long weekend, I’ve taken my wife’s suggestion and left the shaver in the drawer. I’m trying out life with a beard.
Not much of a beard, yet, I hasten to add. At the moment it just looks like a severe case of non-designer stubble. I guess provided it doesn’t look too hideous tomorrow morning when I have to go back to work, I won’t shave it off. Let it keep growing until I have a reasonable-sized hairy mass on my face, and I can judge whether or not I want to keep it.
There’s nothing I’d like better than to get a picture to post up on this web page to show the world the progress of this facial hair invasion, but the video camera has broken down yet again. So I can’t. You’ll just have to imagine, if you feel so inclined.
