First published in Column 8, Sept 1993.
Fooled into thinking Iwas good-looking - even handsome - by photographs more than a quarter of acentury old, my wife and family hadlong nagged me to shave off my beard. I resisted the conspiracy to tame this full-bloodedfeature of masculinity.
However, while my wife was awayoverseas, I decided (quite unaffected by outside pressures), to see if shewould know me at the airport if I met her beardless.
The weekend before she came home, Itook scissors...
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