The lesser-spotted furry caterpilar

So… it was Jo’s 30th birthday night-out last Thursday. A couple of the chaps hadn’t shaved, as part of a new look they were trying. And I mentioned that I used to have a great ‘gaucho’ ‘tasche when I was younger (much younger).

So… I’ve spent the last few days not dragging the shaver over my top lip.  And do you know, I don’t like it! Apart from the fuss of having to trim it properly, I’m just not used to it anymore, even though I had one from about the age of 11 until well into my twenties.

So… it’ll be coming off before the party this weekend. Might take a photo of what seven days’ growth looks like, though…

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