One of the questions that Steph had asked last week, was whether I was actually intending to do this properly, or if it was an opportunity for some form of comedy face painting. The answer was very much that I was taking it seriously... as I casually dropped the black permanent marker on the floor and kicked it under the desk.
In fairness, I think Steph was more bothered about me wasting some of the contents of her make-up bag, the combined value of which would have seemingly paid for a pleasant week away somewhere hot.
Shows how little I know...
Anyway, cometh the hour, and I managed to persuade Steph to agree to a “before” and “after” photo by way of some sort of proof that she hadn’t just applied the make-up herself. I'm not sure how much the pictures actually show the extent of the difference, but as I’m sure you can see, I would really have to have had the mother of all nightmares to spoil her looks.
Well that's what she said. More likely it was just relief.
So there you have it. Thanks to Steph (who hopefully will soon recover from the ordeal), I am now officially two-fifths of the way through my 40Fifty Challenge. The fund is now pretty close to £300 of the £1,000 target—still a long way to go, but I’m so grateful to everyone who has supported me so far. Hopefully there’ll be some more news on a sport-related challenge in a few days’ time, unless of course I’m offered a job as a beautician in the meantime...