i used to choose shirts by draping them loosely over my head and looking towards the window.
some people in the shops thought this an odd way to choose a shirt, as it is not worn on the head.
it suited me to do so.
some of them you could read a paper through, even the dark, thick-looking ones.
i chose the ones that let in least light.
Arguments with son and I don't know what to do?
Glyndebourne Autumn 2026, anyone? . . and/or Figaro?



