How many of us had that ringing in our ears in our teens when our Mum or Dad saw us dressed to go out?
I remember my mums insistence that I change out of my jeans, tucked into knee length black suede boots which I was wearing with my snazzy little leather bomber jacket -if I wished to accompany her into town on a shopping trip. (Dear Mum did tend towards the Ladybird Peter and Jane school of dress for shopping. )
I cannot imagine what she would have made of this style statement.
But I am happy to say neither my father nor DH would have even thought about walking the dog dressed like this. Carrie really needs to have a word.
What made you fall in love with comedy?
What was directly across the road from the school you went to?
Your next holiday must be to where the first holiday you remember , where are you going?g




