Dave’s courageous revelation of yesteryear’s fashion prompted me to ascend the attic stairs, to rummage through my scrapbook files, whereupon I discovered a similarly telling record of what now seems to be “not a good look”.
I am the bearded one in the flared trousers. Well, at the time, I knew no better, nor, I suspect, did any of us.
Tuesday, 24 July 2007
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