Know your balls.

This was the somewhat uncompromising message of a poster displayed in my classroom a few years back.  Anyway, the point was that awareness of testicular cancer needed to be raised.  And now, with the advent and burgeoning of Movember, 'male cancers', as they're somewhat subtly called, are now being brought to the forefront of our awareness...  Apparently, more than 10,000 men will die of prostate cancer and more than 2,000 men will be diagnosed with testicular cancer this year.
Anyways, I thought I'd join in with the whole Movember thing.  Sadly, I fell at an early hurdle, when after the first week(ish) of growth, I accidentally started shaving (it was a bit early in the morning, and I wasn't with it...)  The upper lip was one of the first bits to go, and by the time I realised, it was a bit late to stick it all back on.  So I had to start from scratch...
This was followed by a period of 'growvember'.  As I was alone in my efforts (at least here at work/school) I was a bit of a wimp, and I didn't launch straight into tash/tee.  (It could equally be called 'hobovember'...)

This was followed by a (short) period of 'govember'.

This was followed by an even shorter period of fun with the razor...

Finished off with a flourish...

If you wish to donate, I haven't bothered setting up a page, but you can donate either to John B, an old school friend, or to John R, an old (work) school friend. 
And today, I've been clean shaven, having arranged to do a shift, so I didn't fancy turning up with comedy facial hair.  Maybe next year, I'll convince some other people around here to join in...
Hats off to the select few gentlemen of Worthing High, who strode fearlessly through the month, facial hair growing (in some cases, only barely...), ignoring ridicule and shunning. all for the sake of raising awareness.  Well done boys (and everyone else, obviously...)