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Make my month of embarrassment worthwhite: make a Movember donation!

C'est La Tache!

As some of you may know, I’ve been doing something I was certain could only end in disaster: growing a moustache. Now, I’m not doing this out of a desire to reach the supreme manliness of Tom Selleck, Hulk Hogan, or Noel Edmonds in his prime; no, this attempt to grow potentially blush-worthy strawberry blond facial hair on my upper lip was motivated by my prostate, your prostate, everybody’s prostate, all living together in peace and harmony united by manly upper-lip fluff.

Specifically, I’ve been participating in Movember, which is a month-long charity event to raise money for prostate cancer. What many people don’t appreciate is that men have a 1 in 12 chance of developing prostate cancer during the course of their lifetime and that prostate cancer is the second most common cancer in men, after skin cancer in Ireland. Facts like these have convinced me I should get involved and I am hoping that you will support me. Here in Ireland, all donations go to the Irish Cancer Society’s Action Prostate Cancer programme. Me, I get nothing from it except for a warm feeling on my upper lip on a cold winter’s day.

If I’ve managed to convince you, make my four weeks of mild gingery shame worthwhile by throwing a few quid in the donation box before midnight this evening. Don’t matter how much, whether it’s 5EUR or 50EUR, it’s all good. And if you’re feeling extra generous, throw my cousin Kenneth a few quid too.

C'est la fin