9th June, 2009 - Odd Moustache!

I had a bit of an odd nightmare last night. I think it is probably because of all the green tea I have been drinking.


I had come back from work, and I was brushing my teeth to go to bed when I noticed that my moustache was a bit wonky. Now, I don’t actually have a moustache outside the realms of REM sleep, but this didn’t occur to me in the dream. The problem was that my moustache had been trimmed differently on each side of my face. The left hand side was a long affair of the style favoured by Polish trade union leaders and physics teachers in the early 80s. But the other side had been cut more closely, so that in profile, from the right, I looked like Hitler.

I remember very clearly thinking in the dream that I had just got back from work, and it seemed very likely that my clients would have noticed.