For those of you who doubted that I would truly grow a mo, here is the evidence of progress so far.
It's still not too late to donate here
Wednesday 21 November 2012
My little mo
For those of you who doubted that I would truly grow a mo, here is the evidence of progress so far.
It's still not too late to donate here
Saturday 10 November 2012
Movember
Something very strange is happening right under my very nose.
It all began when my alter ego, Terry, had a bit of a health scare. He had to go into hospital to have all sorts of tests that involved a camera going into strange places by an unusual and painful route. Fortunately, they didn't try to get a cameraman in there too. Or maybe they did try but no-one would volunteer.
Anyway, the end result was positive - the cause of the problem was benign. Sighs of relief all round.
So when I heard about Movember, I thought that raising funds to help with the prevention, detection and treatment of prostate cancer was a good use of my time, especially since I didn't have to do too much, just sit around and let a "mo" grow.
I have to confess that the results so far are not impressive. The general impression is of a small rodent having died between my nose and my mouth. Either that or the 1970s have returned, bringing back memories of big collars and flared trousers.
I console myself with the thought that it's just a "mo" in progress. By the end of the month, it will be in full bloom, eliciting gasps of admiration from all and sundry and winning prizes at Christmas fetes. "Mo" of the year may well be within my reach if I really go for it.
If you can bear to look, I will post a picture of the end result before the big shave-off. In the meantime, should you by any chance feel the urge to donate to this excellent cause, feel free to go here and click on the Donate button.
Go on, do it. You might just help to save the life of someone who's been not quite as lucky as Terry.
It all began when my alter ego, Terry, had a bit of a health scare. He had to go into hospital to have all sorts of tests that involved a camera going into strange places by an unusual and painful route. Fortunately, they didn't try to get a cameraman in there too. Or maybe they did try but no-one would volunteer.
Anyway, the end result was positive - the cause of the problem was benign. Sighs of relief all round.
So when I heard about Movember, I thought that raising funds to help with the prevention, detection and treatment of prostate cancer was a good use of my time, especially since I didn't have to do too much, just sit around and let a "mo" grow.
I have to confess that the results so far are not impressive. The general impression is of a small rodent having died between my nose and my mouth. Either that or the 1970s have returned, bringing back memories of big collars and flared trousers.
I console myself with the thought that it's just a "mo" in progress. By the end of the month, it will be in full bloom, eliciting gasps of admiration from all and sundry and winning prizes at Christmas fetes. "Mo" of the year may well be within my reach if I really go for it.
If you can bear to look, I will post a picture of the end result before the big shave-off. In the meantime, should you by any chance feel the urge to donate to this excellent cause, feel free to go here and click on the Donate button.
Go on, do it. You might just help to save the life of someone who's been not quite as lucky as Terry.
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