Just the other day, I had to get ready for a formal event in Central London. An unavoidable last-minute outfit change meant I was scrabbling around for a tie and handkerchiefs. Had I opened a Christmas gift-package that had just arrived from men’s clothing retailer Samuel Windsor, I’d have found both items inside.
You might think that having moved to a new, low-maintenance home I am no longer in need of hard-wearing clothing because I wouldn’t be doing DIY or home maintenance any longer. I certainly fell into the trap of thinking this way when we moved here, but it hasn’t worked out that way at all.
A few months ago I wrote a couple of blog posts about concerns I have over school uniform. I’ve added another gripe to my list: the school tie.
The other day I was driving through a nearby village at about nine in the morning. Casually strolling along the pavement was a mum taking a child to school. Call me old fashioned, but I was slightly perturbed at her choice of clothing. She was wearing swimming costume bottoms, a crop top, sandals and nothing
