I'm wondering whether to give in to testosterone (and my own version of Hairy Panic), become a Renaissance Man and let the eyebrows, nose hair and ear hair grow with wild abandon, rather than continually fighting a losing battle to prevent myself looking like Freddie Jones' Thufir Hawat character from the film Dune.
The burning question of the day, however, is whether I should start a petition for that other quintessential Renaissance Man, Jeremy Clarkson, to become the new Eurovision Song Contest presenter?
Yesterday, and for the first time this winter, we made 10p more from the feed-in tariff than we consumed in electricity. Spring is definitely in the air.
Yesterday, and for the first time this winter, we made 10p more from the feed-in tariff than we consumed in electricity. Spring is definitely in the air.
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