Thursday, September 10, 2009

When the 'Old Block' you're a chip off isn't your dad.

It wasn't Lucy who was prone to lollygag although she would more than likely be blamed. "Come on, Father," she said, toiling up the short but steep hill that joined Low Street with High. "The shops will still be there tomorrow."

"But their stock might not be," said Harold, picking up his pace and gathering up her tiny hand in his own. "One has to take note of the latest stock in the high street, else how can one keep abreast of fashion?"

"How indeed?" Lucy asked. "You've worn the same suit since before I was born."

"Quality never goes out of fashion, my love," said Harold.

"So when did dry-cleaning?"



Image: Suit Yourself: A Practical Guide to Men's Attire.

3 comments:

stephanie said...

*claps* Sass will get you quite far. She's such a rascal you can't help but love her.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Indeed. She is a delight!

aims said...

Eww...I can just imagine the smell...