Beards

Last night I found myself seated at a table with five bearded men. There’s assigned seating each night in a different restaurant here so I sit with different people for each meal. It has been really fun and how lucky was I to be the only woman at a table with five bearded men.

The topic of conversation naturally went to beards and I mentioned that when I first met my husband he didn’t have a beard. So naturally I told him fairly early on that he’d have to grow a beard if this was going to work and he did. I think my husband’s version of this story is slightly different but as I’m younger my memory is more reliable.

I’m feeling much better today and have some fun things planned. I also managed to get a photo of myself yesterday with the fantastic mobile support team:

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4 Comments

  1. That’s a relief. I can’t see you with a ‘Glaciologist’, ‘Archaeology Professor’, ‘Victorian Paterfamilias’ or ‘ZZ Top / Biblical Patriarch’ either. One must bow to one’s limitations, eventually.

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