WITH Movember Prostate Awareness Week fast approaching, as a regular five times a night man, (getting up for a pee that is, not what you may be thinking), I decided to cultivate a luxurious smacker to mark the occasion.

I pictured myself as a latter-day Errol Flynn or Douglas Fairbanks Jnr. Instead, I come to resemble a rather feeble edition of Pete Pee-wee Smith or Bert Bushnell (remember him?) As soon as MPA week is over, I shall take the razor to my straggly, hirsute top lip and return to my former svelte, clean-shaven self. Hopefully, having raised a few coppers for the cause.

ROBERT HAYTER, Chantry Court, New Park Street, Devizes