It's over....deal with it!

Evening Princess Gemma,

I've stopped growing a beard now.

David

Weirdy Beardy - the big Hollywood-style "THANK YOU!"

Evening all,

I'd like to start by thanking my mum and dad for making me...and that's as far as I'll dwell on that one....but also for being the first to sponsor me on my hairy mission.

I'd like to thank my girlfriend, Helen, for putting up with my prickly face for a month and for her words of encouragement...."You have to complete this...you've never finished anything before".

Thanks to my brother and sister for both their donations...Kate, your Christmas present will be slightly larger than Simon's this year.

Absent friends...Maz, Dom, Steve, Andy and Mandy, Cressida, Nittai, Amanda, Laura, Ingrid and Isla (still not entirely sure who this person is...but thank you)....you are friends indeed.

The legend and my mate, Danny King, who can be found here....

http://www.dannykingbooks.com/

The Julian Housing massive...Dee, Caroline, Paul, The Chav, Kevin, Jess, Rita, Carol, Princess Gemma, Maggie, Steph, Linda, Lou, Vera, Lyn, Petra, Rimmer, the one who doesn't get mentioned for donating 13p, Louise, Sharon, Liz, Ann B and Anne McC. The tea's are on me!

A big thank you to Fairy Flissabelle for all her help setting things up and for bullying visitors to reception to sponsor me.

And thank you if you are logging on to find the justgiving site to make a late donation, which can be found here...it's open for another five months....

http://www.justgiving.com/weirdybeardyman

THANK YOU ALL.

David

Weirdy Beardy - Days 27, 28 and 29

Evening all,

I only had my beard 28 days but it was a fantastic month. I actually decided to shave it off last night and save myself the expense of going to the barbers....23 disposable razors later it was finally off my face.

My mate Dom and I went to see our friends Al and Anna up in Congleton at the weekend. It was a chance to toast their new home, their forthcoming marriage and anything else that meant we got to lift a pint of beer or glass of wine to our lips.

I could feel my beard tingling the closer it got to the Lake District but it was a weekend of footy, rugby and pubs that we had planned. We watched Ipswich lose a very entertaining game 3-2 to Preston North End and then watched England lose a dismal rugby match to Ireland.

Deflated but not defeated we headed out to the pubs of Congleton. Short skirts and big heels seemed to be the fashion on the lively streets...but I stuck to jeans and a thick jumper. I remember drinking a Czech beer but can't remember it's name....or was it that I couldn't remember my name after drinking Czech beer? Anyway, it was a cracking night that went on into the early hours of the following morning.

On the way back to Norwich I stroked my beard and sucked my moustache for the very last times whilst thinking about the previous 28 days. At the beginning of February I thought that beards were for losers, but having raised over £300 for The Big C charity I've realised they can be for winners as well. It's not so much about the beard on the outside but the man on the inside.

However, the bit I have enjoyed the most has been the support, comments and financial donations you have all contributed. For that, I am really, truly grateful. I had hoped to raise £100 and that figure has been trebled. I didn't have to do much...just avoid razors...the rest was down to you. So, a very big "THANK YOU" to one and all.

I am going to do a final installment tomorrow...where you will get a final total and Hollywood-style 'thank you' individually...

Oh and I dined on Oxtail Soup and rolls for tea tonight. You can't beat a bit of Bully!

David