"Is that an old Halloween costume?"
There's a photo somewhere my Mum won't let me burn. I'm about three or four years old wearing bright orange trousers, enormous orange plastic jewellery and *horror of horrors* an oversized Jason Donvovan t-shirt.

Cut to a few years later, and I'd taken to rolling white knee-high school socks right down, so it formed a circular O-type-sausage around my ankle.

I also spent at least five years looking like I'd been knitted. Grandma was a knit-fanatic so nearly every photo I'm wearing chunky, lumpy home-made-by-arthritic-fingers jumpers. With shorts.

Just come back from holiday; you know on the Simpsons where Marge is in jail so Homer takes to wearing a old Halloween costume? My Dad appears to have done that. Some of the dirty clothes I've found dumped in various piles around the house include:

A M&S Noel Edmunds style jumper, circa 1991.

Not last season's, but the season before's football shirt which had accidentally been boil-washed, so the logos and adverts had all peeled off.

He'd also used my hair-dye towel as there were no more clean ones.

Sorry about the length, it's genetic.
(Lupetherabbit Went straight into smirk mode on, Fri 25 Aug 2006, 11:31, Reply)