Weirdy beardy

My pal Stanley the Airedale is hosting the First Ever Gooberstanian Beard Growing Contest. My beard used to be quite full and luxurious, but overenthusiastic combing by J1 has reduced it to a wisp of its former self. That's my excuse anyway.

When the contest was first announced in October my beard measured 2 inches. Today I have about 2 hairs that measure 3 inches. Do you think that counts?

Do you want to see the photographic proof? You have to look very closely to see the longest hairs.



The look I was actually aiming for was something a bit like this:



Yes, it's The Master himself, Roger Delgado. He's cool, suave and one of my favourite villains! Do you think I come close?

I noticed that a lot of my Airedale blogging pals have very thick and lustrous facial hair, even the girls! Maggie the Airedale let me into her secret; her facial fuzz owes its length to apple juice. Now I like to gnaw on a good apple myself and I have been known to sneak a quick slurp out of the many glasses of fruit juice that J1 leaves lying around. I think I’d better start hitting the apple juice and quick!