Is It Time For Some Mo Love?

I’ve spent the last few days thinking a great deal about facial hair. Those of you who are aware of the annual Movember campaign will know why. Set up in Australia in 2003 to raise money for research into prostate cancer, it has become one of the world’s most high-profile charity movements, attracting not just corporate support, but also the involvement of more than 1 million men and women across the globe. I’m seriously considering taking part this year, which would entail… drum roll please… growing a moustache.

Now, I’ve always thought my bearded days were well and truly behind me: my ‘standard’ look at Uni was a grade 2 haircut and a goatee. So I’ve been there and done that, and I am now quite happy to draw the hairy line at a five o’clock shadow. But on the other hand, I’m tempted by the idea of having a bit of fun for a good cause, even if it might mean making myself look like a detective from a cheesy 80s TV show.

And then there’s the issue of photographs. If I do decide to take part, then naturally I’d ask all of you to support me (or should that be sponsor me?), which would mean I’d feel obliged to provide you with visual evidence of my tash-tastic endeavours. After all, you’d want to see what you’d paid for, right? But I’m always wary of publishing pictures myself on the Net (I like my privacy; call me old-fashioned), so I’d have to find some way of maintaining my anonymity whilst satisfying your understandable desire to see the mo grow. Perhaps a Zorro mask might do the trick, eh?

So, tell me what you think: should I do it or shouldn’t I? I await your answers with bated breath…

Enjoy the rest of your weekend,

Persolaise.