We tried Moss Bros and Marks and High and Mighty and The Suit Company and John Lewis, and maybe some other ones as well, but ultimately Next had a 40 long jacket and matching 34 long trousers. I tell myself the £110 is some kind of investment.
Despite the longness of the clothes, they still need adjusting. This is due to my Ourang-Outang genes topped up with lashings of monkey serum. The sister is going to unpick the hems and do some clever sewing. But how exciting to discover that we had such problems finding the right sizes because I'm otherwise quite a fashionable shape.
Scribbled several pages of incomprehensible nonsense into my notebook on the way and way back, which I now need to hack away into the computer before rushing off to another engagement. But in the meantime, my friend R. (whose innards I stole for Markwood in The Lost Museum) sent me this:
3 comments:
Does Time Travel cause names to become reversed?
Tee hee, love that short story. I've got some great analytic articles on it from teaching it in Gothic Horror, but I'm sure it would all be old hat to you and the Dr.
Nice story! Not what I usually read but still nice. I really started to like your blog. I also read the following post "The Masters of Luxor" which I found extremely interesting.
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