So there I was at the beginning of November minding my own business, mulling over where to go with my camera in the early morning light of the following weeks, and having distant thoughts of Christmas, when my boss started a Movember team. For the uninitiated who haven’t had their workplaces taken over by Tom Selleck and Burt Reynolds wannabees this autumn, Movember is the annual growing of moustaches by men the world over in aid of men’s health — specifically testicular and prostate cancer charities.
In a moment of madness, I glibly said to Helen, my wife, “why don’t I join his team and have a go?”. I’d never grown facial hair before, and I know that Helen hates it, so I thought my glibness would be skipped over and that I would remain clean shaven and have a normal November. “OK – why not?” came the reply. Never one to shirk a bet I took her at her word and stopped shaving, allowing 4 day’s stubble growth before daring to attempt sculpting a ‘tache. After a bit of mulling, during which I worried that if I grew a “straight” ‘tache I’d end up looking like George Roper or Ned Flanders, I settled on the “trucker” variant and, following a bout of razor artistry, I emerged from the bathroom looking like, well, a bit of an idiot I thought.
Things didn’t get off to a great start after, heading into town for our weekly shop, the butcher burst out laughing and proclaimed “that’s the funniest one so far!”. Great, I thought, 4 days in and people are taking the piss already. Over the next week as my upper lip became more insulated, I grew to quite like it and I have been stopped by various people who commented that I looked like:
- A German Porn Star
- A Mexican Porn Star
- Ali Bongo
- A Yorkie Trucker
- Lieutenant Dan from Forrest Gump (Don’t get this one myself — I think they were thinking of Ron Kovic in Born on the 4th of July)
(I was quite intrigued as to why the wearing of a moustache qualifies one to be compared to a porn star, and why foreign ones at that? Maybe I should do some thorough research of international porn to establish my best fit, and why the British are lacking ;-))
Anyway, here I am at the end of the month. I have been hacked off by the itchiness, developed a bad habit of stroking it, worried on several times that it had become lopsided, become mildly depressed that there’s far too much white in it, and on occasion become quite attached to it. but it is going on Thursday and I’m looking forward to having a clean top lip again.
Its been a bit of fun really, but we shouldn’t forget the deadly serious reason behind it and that is to raise money for a very good cause. If you’ve enjoyed reading this blog, or have had a good laugh at my expense over the last month, please consider sponsoring me at http://mobro.co/BruceLittle and knowing that your money has gone to an excellent cause. And if you’ve already sponsored me, thank you very much.
To finish off, a couple of photos from the last month:
(and, yes, the title of this blog and the tags are a shameless attempt to attract people read it …)