It’s been a hard month for me. My wife wont look at me, my daughter cried when I tried to kiss her goodnight and my son thinks I look funny. Whats changed? I am now sporting a very unflattering ‘Mo’ in an effort to raise money for Prostrate Cancer this November.
It’s a simple idea. Build a team or go it alone, shave on November 1st then spend the rest of the month cultivating a classic 70’s moustache. At least I’m not the only one looking ridiculas in the office – we have a team and I am one of many suffering the ridicule of the rest of the world.
At first I was embarresed to ask for sponsorship. I thought there was no skill or hardship in growing some facial hair. Now I am not so sure. It’s certainly caused far more trouble than running the London Marathon (my last attempt at raising some cash for Cancer). At least everyone cheered me on while I was pounding the streets of London.
The final decission is yours laugh at me, sponsor me, or do both. Either way the cause is good!