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I had to go off and meet a new client this evening, hence my silence.  I possibly looked a little bit like the gentleman carrying the case on page 181 of 'The Ivy Look' - aside from the fact I am a lumpy-faced northern monkey and not Japanese.  I wore the nice, very subtly shaded jacket I had off Keith Rylatt (who once posted on here - and I mean once), dark grey Brooksease, white shirt and deeply conservative Paul Stuart repp tie, dark hose (Falke) and Jarman cordo wingtips.  1967 Burberrys' because it started wazzing it down.  It was a very attractive Indian lady I went to see, who, in spite of owning a number of resturants, was dining on a Cornish pastie, roast potatoes (that she had managed to burn) and mushy peas.  She did not comment on my turn-out.

sorry, just seen it a few times on here, and thought it rather igent, like 'shirting' etc.
You seem like a straight-talking chap, and it jarred!

Our chippie used to serve 'fish bites': bits of 'cod' or summat in batter.  Now called 'goujons'.

You confirm my worst suspicions.

Interesting article on 'trolling' in the 'Daily Telegraph' (a smug and annoying paper, but show me one that isn't).  In my youth, 'trolling' meant something rather different: a trip to a cottage in search of trade.  Shows how times have changed.

^^ You do realize what forum you're on?

I've been lurking here long enough, thought I'd show my face.

There's Lincoln's scull hidden behind the scarf