to take props out (again) with friends

I've mentioned it before, but I'll say it again: I have great friends.  Not only are they generous, kind, supportive and all the things you need in a friend, but they're great fun.  If you are ever in doubt that life begins at 40 (and continues with style after 50), then let me know and perhaps I'll invite you along with my friends for a night out - you won't be disappointed!

Now and again, just to add a little variety, we take along some kind of 'prop' on a night out, and last Saturday was one of those nights.  In the past, amongst other things,  we have taken introduction cards, dice pegs, knickers, and the 'Handbag of Glory' (due to make a re-appearance).  There are stories to all of these, but I'll have to save them for another day, as last weekend was time for us to dress up, scrub up, get along to a biker's pub to hear some live music, and in an attempt to fit in we needed also to don our best moustaches.  One of the best things about props is that they shouldn't cost much, and this time was no exception - just a couple of quid between us and we were ready to go.

The moustaches went down well and were a great ice-breaker (see pictures below - can you guess what famous people's lip hair we were wearing?), but the funniest thing was watching where they ended up as the evening wore on.  My friends are artists in sleight of hand, and it seemed as though nobody went past without a hairy addition to their shoulder, back or bum.  As I sat at the bar, spotting the moustaches and half-moustaches on their new owners, who would be waking up the next day wondering how and where they had grown the new accessory, it made me smile.