Look what came through the email this week. A blast from the past. With thanks to Izzy, the singer, who tracked me down after 26 years. Look, I have hair!
However, now I have a little less and like many men losing their hair I am growing a goatee and tache to compensate. Like my paternal grandfather I’m also attempting something hairier in the tache department. I doubt it’ll be as good as his but it does need some tache wax now, and the kids seem to like it. I have to give it a twirl and play the silent movie dastardly villain for a moment, but it’s good fun!