Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Thursday, 6 October 2016
Rope of the Kings
Thomas just sent me this picture, taken by him on his first trip to Bath in 1988. Note how the design of Skodas has greatly improved in comparison to my sharp decline. Maybe I should bring in those Skoda wizards to improve my image.
At the risk of being accused of obsession with self-image, I should point out that this picture was taken just before I reached the point that I deem it undignified for men of a certain age to tuck their polo and T-shirts into their trousers as 99% of them always do, all over Europe.
I really wonder what elderly men think they look like when they tighten their belts around a cotton-covered beer-gut or an indistinct, tubular waist. I admit that I still wear chinos, but I have never, ever owned a pair of trainers and I deliberately gave up wearing blue denim in 1976.
I prefer coduroy trousers in the Winter - I am wearing a pair now. They are everything that an old man needs to cover his spindly legs as the temperature drops.