Remember mesh t shirts from the 70’s?
I was wearing one in the summer and at the end of the day, removing the shirt, looking in the mirror, the mesh was stencilled onto my skin via sun exposure.
I looked like an onion bag, at least I was a sweet onion. 
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Back in the 70s, me a walking cliche, flared trousers and wooden Dr Scholl sandals, I thought I looked the bee’s knees 
Until I caught my Dr Scolls in my flares and fell flat on my face……
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Brought back to earth with a thud. 
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That’s a string vest.
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Bell bottoms, we called them. I got my mate’s sister to do some sewing for me:
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Desert Boots for me!
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Winkle-picker shoes and Italian suit in early teenage. Patchy jeans and a denim waistcoat in my early 30s.
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Cheaper than jeans:
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Denim jacket and jeans just like Bob Dylan. 
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Mrs Fox modeling a mini skirt from the seventies…
Young Foxy helping Dad in the garden in the fifties…
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Blimey I have a picture of my brother in the almost the same pose .
Wrapped in the scarf with wheel barrow.
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Getting paid on a Friday afternoon and buying a new pair of Dr Martens before taking them home and lovingly polishing them😍
Can’t afford to do that sort of thing these days… anyway, it wouldn’t feel the same 
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cherry red or oxblood!
Both…and black!
I think the above go for nearly three hundred quid these days… one reason why I’ve given up the habit…phew!
I was around 8 years of age. Mum said that it’s time that I learned to make a pot of tea, while she went to the shops. I put 7 spoonfuls of tea leaves in the kettle, without water, and put that on one gas ring. Then, I filled the shiny brown tea pot with just tap water and put that on another blazing gas ring. The result was a shiny brown tea pot on the floor, cracked roughly in two, and a kettle that stank of stewed tea so much, it had to be replaced. That was the first time I appreciated what is now called a “Learning Curve”.
One day, I’ll tell you about the time when I was told to boil some eggs.
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