I shaved off a 9-month-old beard on Tuesday at the request of my mum. Some irritated swearing, 2 razors, 2 pairs of scissors, a lot of shaving foam and 50 minutes later, I’m a new man.
Also due to the lockdown, we had our Christmas outdoors this year. A novel experience. Took a quick walk up around Heartshead. Stew cooked on the kotlich (outdoor cooking arrangement), pigs in blankets and lots of whisky. All whilst wearing more layers than a metaphor from Shrek.
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