I don't sing folk, I croak it, but many years ago as a comuter up to the City of London from Whitstable, the pain of the Wind cutting off the North Sea in December on raw cheeks prompted me to grow one. Its been off once in the last 30 years. A sponsored, public, shave for the Royal Nation lifeboat Instutute. It hurt but raised over 400 pounds.

now a days - more hair on my chin than my top.

Gareth