RANDOM REMINDER

Press, Volume CII, Issue 30288, 14 November 1963, Page 33

RANDOM REMINDER

UNCLEAN

There will be great gloom in the air force messes of the world, with the announcement from Johannesburg that two doctors have claimed that moustaches may be smothered in germs. And there will be echoes of dismay in Hollywood too. But in the main, the air crew boys will be the sufferers. They have been noted for years for their monstrous moustaches, groomed with elaborate carelessness. They have been regarded almost as pennants, proclaiming their owners’ occupation with affairs of

the air and the heart. But what girl, swooning at the sight of the uniform and the wings, is not going to shudder at a glimpse of the handlebar moustache, now these horrid revelations are out? There will probably be something in D.R.O.’s about it, and a rush for the station barber. And all over the world, others with moustaches win be coming to the conclusion that it is not worth while. All those moustaches—the pencil thin ones, the ones which turn up at the ends—probably trying to avoid the germs— the bushy ones, the sleek

and glossy and black ones, the straggly red ones, all of them are now clear evidence of their owners’ lack of concern for others. Moustache* for misogynists: but of course, there will be disappointment, as well. The teen-ager fondly fingering the first faint trace of growth will be having second thoughts. And what about Sir Jaspar, tugging at his moustache when presenting that dreadful alternative about the miss and the mortgage? Now he will have his awful image destroyed by the need to carry antiseptic spray.