Anyway, I thought a change might do me good, so I set my clippers onto my ranga beard.
Here's a picture of me before, smiling nervously with quivering beard:
and after the beard-crime, missing my furry friend. Man, it's gonna be cold riding on the quads now. I'll have to hit Zupy up for a new neck warmer. Mine seems to have gone missing.
As the guy sitting in the corner of the barber shop said when I had my my 4-month honours-beard shaved off 4 years ago, "I think you looked better before, mate". Maybe back then those honest words concerned me, but down here I've still got 2 months before there's anyone that I have to impress.
Plus, a man with a beard has something to hide, right? Well, that's not me.
I'll write soon about my weekend away at Watts Hut. Bye!
