So – I’m growing a beard.
This situation has encouraged me to go all Robinson Crusoe.
Having never sported a beard before, this lockdown has given me the opportunity to see how it looks, without having to look like a tramp when out shopping or nipping to the bank.
My wife isn’t keen. Sometimes I think she’s only with me for my chin.
It’s only been a week, but I think I may have left it too late in life, for this early growth, to look all Pierce Brosnan. Whereas I was hoping for a few flecks of grey, I think I may be the more crazed Saddam Hussein-in-the-bolthole type.
It’s never too late to grow a beard, except perhaps for old Saddam.
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I just don’t want to fill in for Santa.
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Keep it trimmed and neat and Jen just might have a change of heart…you know – mysterious man and all of that…
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Man of Mystery. I can rock that.
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😎
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I tried it last year. My wife was unimpressed. I am now clean shaven!
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I have a feeling I’ll be joining you soon.
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Haha! My husband is doing the same. Luckily he is keeping it well-trimmed and not going for the Saddam look. 🙂
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I’ve not considered trimming yet. I’m not sure what I’m doing. I fear I might end up with patches like a mangey dog.
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