You whimiya whamiya tell you what’s up? I’ll tell you what’s up, here’s a load of new load of boss gear from our mates at tuktuk. Jump! Jump!…
Remember this? Well, we kept some pics back because we’re greedy like that. There were really too many great pics for one post so here’s the second instalment…
Great for the town, the terrace or trick or treating (plus other things which don’t necessarily begin with a ‘t’), the traditional smock is the kind of jacket…
Bought a flat, got married, turned 30, joined the Campaign for Real Ale and became addicted to Countryfile – there is no escaping from the fact my life has gone all grown up. The times, “they are a changing” (see I’ve even started listening to Bob Dylan) the transition has also been reflected in my appearance. The wardrobe consists of more shoes not trainers, knitwear not sportswear, durable wax coats not sports jackets FFS I’ve even started wearing bobble hats.