Long time readers may remember that I have previously participated in St. Baldrick’s Day events. That is, I got my head shaved to help raise funds for cancer research. Thanks to the generosity of my family, friends and co-workers, I raised enough money to not feel foolish in front of the other bald people. Oh, I know, every little bit helps, and as long as I bring something, I have nothing to be ashamed of. I still don’t want to look like I’m just cadging a cheap haircut.
This is a picture of me after the last time I got my head shaved, in 2016. I think it looks better once it starts to grow back some, but bald is just so striking.
The problem I have is that I hate asking people to donate. There are just so many people raising money for so many causes, most of them very worthy (I can’t bring myself to say they are ALL worthy, but I will not go so far as to name any I found less than worthy) (I’m sure it wasn’t yours) (oh dear, I can get myself into trouble this way).
That was as far as I got last night, before my fatigue overtook me and I cravenly went to bed. Now it is Wednesday morning, and I shall finish my Tuesday post with a link to my St. Baldrick’s Day Fundraising page. You might like to take a look, if only to see the silly “before” picture I used. If you would like to make a small donation to cancer research, I shall be extremely grateful.