Playing Samson
It happens a couple of times a year.
Sometimes only once.
Sometimes even three times.
It happened yesterday.
I just got pissed off. Mainly I got pissed off with taking in a mouthful of hairs when I ate my dinner. I also got a bit pissed off with it flapping around in the breeze. I got pissed off with losing my comb in it.
Something had to be done so I did it.
The beard is a tad shorter now.
Damn but I'm cold around the neck!
I avoid those problems like losing half your pint of Guinness in the jungle by keeping mine at about 2mm. 🙂
I like to think of it as 'designer stubble', but in honesty it's down to pure laziness on my part. I've always regarded shaving as a real chore to be avoided at all costs. A quick zap round with the beard trimmer every four days or so is much more acceptable.
Never liked shaving. I always ended up cutting myself anyway. A beard is handier and a lot warmer.
Good grief Grandad, for one evil moment as I gazed at that picture, I thought I was looking at pubic hair !!
For a split second I thought you had gone and done a 'Brazilian'!
i can't stop laughing
Jayzus but I have some really fucking weird readers……
Veet,Veet,Veet said Merkel.I got none at all.
I bet you got that from the NSA?
Sometimes thrice a year?! Bloody hell! What do you feed it?
Guinness, Vindaloo and the occasional dribble of saliva.
That hair is prime material for your compost heap. Organic compost beats NPK compounds any day. There will be growth in the spring, as economists assert.
I couldn't be bothered. It's gone into the recycle bin. They can turn it into toilet rolls.
That's a ticklish suggestion because, er, some people have skin allergy in sensitive places.
They'll be grand. Paper is just paper on the whole.
Those shears look awfully blunt to me. I hope your chin is still intact?
Are the shears still intact after nicking Grandad's brass neck?
The shears are fine. Fifty years old and still going strong. I can't say the same for the chin – I don't know what it's like as I can't see it no matter how hard I squint.
Try a mirror you daft cunt!
OK. Did that.
FUCK!! I'm the image of Harold Shipman.
So you had an immense beard during the fine summer and shaved it off as we head into winter?
I have to admire your use of the old hedge clippers. I finally bought some old electric sheep shears at a barn sale a few years ago. My wife still has to wrestle me to the ground first of course.