I was a bit of a nerd as a kid, and had little interest in my appearance (nothing's changed there, then). When I was 14, my mum gave me thirty shillings with instructions to go to town and buy a new cardigan. Unfortunately, my feet were pulled into the small bookshop and I ended up buying a one volume Complete Works of Shakespeare, printed on bible paper and in a tiny font. There was hell to pay when I arrived home with my purchase but sans cardigan. Looking back, I have a lot of sympathy for my poor old mum, as money was very tight and I probably desperately needed a new cardigan. I still have the book, though.