...my mum had me on short-back and sides. When I moved out of home interstate I neglected to get a haircut for two years. My younger brother - who is a metalhead - was a little peeved that, when he came to visit, my hair was longer than his.

He still has the long hair (see fox in his band's bio [the hot chick is his wife and both she and he are Tai-kwon-do teachers, so watch out! ;-) ]).

Notice the receeding hairline. Six years ago he laughed at mine, until I pointed out that we share most of our DNA and he is two years behind me! And he was!

Then I went to mid-neck length (bobbed under - is that the term? I just combed it so it did that, no special treatment or rubbish) for a few years at uni.

Beards didn't appear until I hit the -20degC winters of Shenyang.