Ray shaved his beard off last night. He disappeared for a while and came back naked-faced and grinning. He does it to prove to himself that he's not one of those guys who are so attached to beardedness that they can't shave. Ever.
It's only the second time I've seen him without his facial decoration and I can't help but stare. I think it's putting him off. It also feels quite odd kissing him. I think it's putting him off because I keep wiggling my lips around his naked upper lip.
I see George in the shape of that upper lip even more today.
Am I shallow? I love that man's face to bits and pieces but I can't wait for the beard to grow back and for Ray to look like Ray again. It won't take long: he's a rather lazy shaver.
And no, I couldn't get within a mile of him with my camera.