Without a beard

When I left school many years ago, I spent the Summer travelling from town to town within Great Britain playing in a number of chess tournaments. Along with several other tournament chess players, I took the opportunity to grow a beard. I kept the beard throughout my university days, and for very many years after that. It got longer at first, and then shorter. Finally, last weekend, my daughter removed it, with my consent of course, and I am without a beard for the first time since my school days. It feels naked. Unfortunately, I don't have a camera at the moment. So I cannot upload a photograph. It is certainly interesting to try something out. I had noticed that I had been trying out too few new things in the last few years. I wasn't exactly stuck in my ways, but I felt that I was becoming a trifle lethargic - at least relatively.

The best opportunity to grow it again is in the Summer. So there is a long time to make any decisions, and I would rather like a photograph!