Archive for November, 2010

Me an my mo

November 11th, 2010 No comments


Remember him? Not the ice cream. No, PI, the private investigator; Tom Seleck. Of course you do. He was the sexiest man on the planet back then.

Well, as I said, that was back then…

(If, after looking at that picture, you already now know what to do, just head off to my donations page. Otherwise, please read on. Don’t worry; I’ll repeat the link at the end.)

Arriving in moustache land

When we first arrived in Australia early November last year I admit I wondered a fair bit about all those men in scanty moustaches everywhere. The image we Europeans have of the land down under suddenly seemed modern and fasionable! It took me a while to find out what it was. It was Movember! And then, all of a sudden I thought -I’m doing that. Next year.

Now what?

So, now it’s next year, and I’m sitting here with hair on my upper lip. Cool, but now what?

I admit it; it’s fun doing something out of character for once. Remember, I’m Swedish. We live our whole life in character. It’s dangerous on the outside.

But really, this is not about me!

…and certainly not for the wives and girlfriends of us moustachioed men. So, then who is it for?

It’s time for a very short rundown on the Movember concept.


Each year, Movember, the month formerly known as November, is responsible for the sprouting of moustaches on thousands of men’s faces around the world, with the sole aim of raising vital funds and awareness for men’s health, specifically prostate cancer and depression in men.

The Stranger

The other day a complete stranger* (by the name of Jim) stopped me on the street here in Manly.

-Are you doing the Movember thing?
-Yes, I am,
I answered, looking down at my shoes.
-Fantastic. Really, thanks for doing this.

Then he told me briefly about his friend, who had been diagnosed with prostate cancer, and how tough it was, for him and the people close to him.

-Please, he said, let me make a small donation, to show my appreciation. Here’s $20.

That moved me. Of course it did. It’s a terrible fate, as is any form of cancer for anyone of any age and any sex. But I can’t fight them all. No one can. But Jim got me realising this was more than just an excuse for looking corny for a month (and to tease my wife), but instead a real opportunity to actually do some good.

And all I have to do is just not shaving my upper lip.

Pay or stop shaving! …or both…

Now, it’s time for me to ask you to do some good. You know what? I’ll even give you three choices:

Whatever your choice

I appreciate you taking the time to read this. Thank you for that!

* That complete stranger’s name was James (Jim) Green. Apart from his donation, he wrote down a greeting for me to put on my Movember page. (And Jim; if you, by any peculiar circumstance, were to read this, please drop me a line, so I can thank you again for making my day!)