(from the 1972 album Obscured By Clouds)

It comes to us all in time...the onset of adulthood. For us bloke types, the rite of passage is usually marked by having to shave; what starts out as a 'once very few days whip off the fluff' ritual soon becomes a tedious, boring and repetitive exercise which must be carried out on a daily basis if we're not to resemble scruffy and untidy layabouts and have people toss pennies into our laps...

I'd grow a beard - I tried once, but I just looked daft... :o(. I'd look even dafter now, what with my unevenly greying facial hair :o((

Friday 13th's (oeerr!) hot-soapy-water-and-a-sharp-blade entry to the Challenge; click here for other Floydian adventurers this month