I'm kinda glad we're into December now. Because November has become a bit of a worrying time, since men in this part of the world started getting into the spirit of Movember.
The fund-raising idea of men growing moustaches for one month started in Australia, among sporty types. It was funny to see them trotting out onto the pitch all 'tache-d up together.
Less attractive is the sight of a guy you sort of know, maybe on the bus, or in a bar or strolling round the men's toiletries section of your local supermarket, who's suddenly sporting a very unflattering catepillar on his upper lip.
I can imagine lots of guys secretly wonder what they'd look like with a manly growth and have embraced the Movember lark just so they can try it on, under cover of laughing it off: "Ah, yeah, sure, it's just for charity, I know it looks daft, it's not like I'm takin' it seriously!"
I wonder how many of them, crushed by thoughtless women like me who've laughed in the face of their facial hair, secretly nip to the Gents for a little cry.
Sorry, but it's all just been a bit too 1970s porn film for my liking. No offence, but can we keep it (the face) clean from now on, eh?