Let the dye grow out, got a haircut, grew a beard... and people still recognise me immediately. I was recognised the other day by a guy I hadn't seen for six years, while I was wearing dark glasses and a hat. Good thing I never tried for the secret service, I suppose.
There's a family shot taken at brucius' and smaraic's housewarming a couple of weeks ago, featuring Dad, the three of us, and the better halves. Dad and I are standing in the same posture, same attitude, same expression, very nearly the same face, about two feet apart. Very amusing looking.
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