So, for the curious, here is a before and after shot of my first attempt at growing facial hair. In the end it drove me nuts and had to come off. So I snuck off to the bathroom, knowing no-one would notice I was gone. About 1/2 hour later, I was getting messages through Connor (whom I had sworn to secrecy) “Mum wants to know if you are ok dad, you’ve been in the toilet a long time?”
She was relieved to see the old me back again, but keeps looking at me weird, as though she doesn’t quite recognise me yet.
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I think some people are facial hair people and some are not. I have decided that I am a NOT. For now! |
1 comment:
Hooray!!! Quick Karen, give him a hug from me before he decides to grow it back again. xx
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