“My facial hair adventures began in 2013 when I cultivated a handlebar moustache.

“This oversized soup strainer allowed me to become a member of the prestigious Handlebar Club.

“Alas, it never grew on my beloved, so I shaved it off. Hating being clean-shaven, the beard soon followed and thankfully, my beloved very much approved.

“I write an award-winning blog covering vintage style, menswear, British films, and my attempts to be a gentleman.”