Our moustache-growing campaign to raise awareness of prostate cancer is underway.
November is but 5 days old and already I am starting to look like the long-lost fourth member of ZZ Top.
In case you have been away for a while or are new to the site, allow me to explain. To help raise awareness of the devastating and wholly male disease, prostate cancer, I have set aside my shaving razor for the month of November and am concentrating on growing that icon of masculinity, a moustache.
Admittedly, having seen what I look like with even the beginnings of a moustache, I am currently camouflaging it with a full beard, an odd mix of black, ginger and grey face fuzz that makes me look like I am eating a large squirrel.
But if I am going to put up with the itchiness, the sideways looks of the clean-shaven, and the looks of disdain from my wife as another piece of dinner gets lodged on my upper lip, the least you can do is to show your support, either by a donation of cash or, simply, by growing a ‘tache of your own.
Full details can be found here.
