Half-bearded man

So minor fiasco. Zach started trimming his beard today with the beard trimmer he brought here from the States. After trimming about half his beard, the thing dies. And won’t recharge because the frequency (?) isn’t the same. Being the awesome and youthful spouse that I am, I walked to town for him and purchased a UK beard trimmer at Boots, a pharmacy. Then I carried it back (briefly stopping in a flower shop to look at plants), and he finished trimming. Although he wasn’t eager to walk through the busy City Centre of Cambridge, he was more than happy to tend to our laundry.

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One Response to Half-bearded man

  1. Austin says:

    Where’s the picture?!

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