Mo nore Movember for ne
Thank the Lord that's over. I've sat in countless meetings with the feeling that something is not quite right, only to remember I have a slug on my lip. As soon as the magic word Movember is whispered there are relieved smiles all around.
Freddie Mercury. Beefy Botham. Tom Sellick. Magnum PI. My brother. Peado boy. 70's porn star. Just a few of the endearing likenesses conjured up by clients and friends.
Back to normal today, but I won't be asking who I look like now.
Categories: General ruminations