I had a seasonal beard for 25 years…grew it in the autumn, shaved it off in the spring. I worked OK for me; saved wearing a scarf in the winter. As the years passed the inevitable flecks of grey began to take over and I gave up the practice in the early '90s.
I did grow one as a period “fancy dress” feature when we drove our old banger to the Le Mans Classic a few years back. If you wanted into “The Paddock” you have to dress in the period style of the car you drove.
The beard and tash lasted until the similarity between me and Col. Sanders was noted.
Surely as your classic car is a Beetle, a more appropriate costume would have been to wear a plain, dark military tunic whilst you balanced a short black slug on your top lip?
Man from del Monte? /Our Man in Havana?/Howard Hughes? A life time of potential roles there slowy,dont limit yourself to Satan’s Chicken Frier
I think you’re right Ms Grandee. I’ve eschewed the obvious ageing rock-star roles despite being stopped in the street and asked to sign autographs. I have a friend who regularly stars (in a small way) in Poldark as an extra; sitting in the corner of a dark Beer House adding “local colour”. That’s how I see my future…ageing eccentric rather than advertising icon.
I beard on and off. Mostly to prove that if you shave once a fortnight it’s just stubble. I keep my stubble to grade two, a few days growth. Bearding takes either dedication or negligence.
I don’t beard - though I go for the negligent approach at weekends and holidays.
I consider myself to be one of those who can’t carry off a beard. After a weekend I resemble a tramp. A couple of weeks and I have the start of a good father Christmas
A splendid sight you look too, i wager. I have to confess attempts to grow a beard meet with derision whenever i have attempted to grow one, so i am jealous. But sometimes i go ‘downstairs for lunch’ and ‘don the beard’. Does that count?