"Are you growing a beard?" asked Best Beloved as we turned in. "Ooh, please do ..."
It's something I've always resisted before as I hate being unshaven for too long. It gets itchy. But in the interests of science and wifely curiosity, I went along with it.
Some observations for the record, taking the first Saturday as day 1:
- day 3: becomes visible in photographs.
- day 4: can feel it at the corners of my mouth when I shut my lips.
- day 5: becomes visible in my lower peripheral vision, as if a crumb was clinging to my upper lip. Annoying.
- day 6: realise I have acquired the habit of running my fingers through it.
- day 9: shave it off.
I may now play with Photoshop to see what I would look like with just a moustache ...