The last time I was clean-shaven was August 1987.
Since then I've usually had a trimmed but full beard. Occasionally I've gone Goatee, and at times I've let it grow to a 'tuck it in your belt, Jethro-Tull meets Gimli" kind of beard.
I even once had it long enough to be plaited with a ribbon (it was that kind of party).
When I first grew it, it was a little redder than I'd expected, but lately (amid the never-ending criticism about 'looking smart' from clean shaven co-workers) it's going grey. And not in a nice even way - just patches of salt-n-pepper amid the brown.
So today I thought that as I've a week off work, I might see what my skin looks like under the face fungus for the first time in 20 years, safe in the knowledge that I can grow it back well in time for work if it looks Shite.
Well, Ladies and Gennumen; it looks Shite. I look like a wrinkly 12 year old.
The pasty-faced guy in the mirror makes me feel weird.
And no. No pics, aSsholes.