Monday, 19 April 2010


I wonder what they think of me, hobbling around their town in my trademark outfit of shorts and tshirt, a handwashed slightly shapeless t-shirt at that. I've said a lot about how they dressed but what I haven't said is that no mttmmatter what they look like, they have still put loads of effort into how they look, they are smart
presentable stylish, and there's me, a scruffy interloper not keeping up appearances.
Obviously shorts are frowned upon, quite literally, I am getting some funny old looks, it is twenty degrees in the shade but big coats and scarves are still on show. For example woman just passed me in a full length leather coat she must be sweating like a weightlifter before a drugs test.

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