Well, that was Movember, and last night, we decided it was finally time to divest ourselves of our Movember Moustaches …………. let’s just say it was emotional.
Our Movember moustaches had become part of us, or perhaps we should say we had become part of them ….
I divested first! Oh Mon Dieu, my top lip felt so strange, all bare, empty and slightly breezy ….. and as for the face staring back at me, I could hardly recognise myself, but it was good to feel and look like my old self again …..
My unveiling drew robust gasps from Darrell and Nigel, as they had grown accustomed to my face, as I had theirs.
Darrell went next, he had been a martyr to a slight flaky rash throughout Movemeber, but he had taken it all on the lip, with minimal moans and the copious application of Vaseline, so saying goodbye to his moustachioed appearance was really a mahooooosive relief to him.
And finally, it was Nigel’s turn to divest, to be honest it was a just a humungous deliverance for Darrell and I, as we couldn’t adjust to Nigel with a hirsute appendage , it was just too disconcerting ….
…… it gave him a gravitas that was so opposed to his buoyant and upbeat personality, that everything he did seemed to be weirdly “out of kilter ” in moustachioed mode.