Worried about the chill factor? Layer up with one of these and you will feel cool in the right way.
There is some new stock…
But read on!
I would like to inform of a little trip I shall be undertaking at the end of the month.
From the afternoon of the 29th November I shall be in Hong Kong until late evening on Wednesday 2nd December.
I shall be looking after the sartorial needs of several of my friends either based, living or just passing through. If you would like me also look after your sartorial needs whilst I am there, please feel free to get in touch. Hopefully I will have enough time to catch up with everyone.
You will be able to find me at The Landmark Mandarin Oriental, and not Christmas shopping.
I look forward to seeing you, sadly my suitcase is already full for those of you who were thinking of hitching a lift
Once the weather changes you may find one of these helpful!
In fact neither of those, I just wanted to use that title.
So a few little bits of prose, before the photos.
It is National Poetry Day.
I will also regularly post photographs of what I am wearing, or not, to bore you. In today’s photo I am wearing a suit, however what I am not wearing, is socks!
You get the gist, this isn’t Countdown.
So I was a guinea pig. No not in a previous life, however that would make a change from being an Egyptian Princess. It seems that everyone who has seen a ‘Shamen’ or tried Regressive Therapy will have been royalty of one type or another. I would settle for having been human.
Anyway, back to the guinea pig thing. I received an email from Jeremy of Corbin and King fame, offering dinner at The Colony Grill, how could I refuse? I’d get to sample dinner before the restaurant was actually open. Maybe they’d let me loose in the kitchen and I could wow them with my culinary skills.
So I emailed Jayne and begged. I explained that if I could come for dinner as a guinea pig, the gaping void left in my life by being left out of the trials for Viagra would be filled, once again I could hold my head up in public again.
Then I panicked and thought, what if I’d would have been given the placebo? Oh, the shamen of it.
No such problems at The Colony Grill. The Beaumont Hotel is beautiful, the bar; dare I say, sexy? The restaurant and food were everything you would expect from Chris and Jeremy. On hand to enhance the experience were Robert, Jason, Daniele and the fantastic Shirley.
I can highly recommend the experience.
I was chatting to a friend yesterday whose mother is in a Santuary for the Ederly (Old People’s home) in Rome. She is a little older than my mum, but a similar breed. She’s not happy being there, and her main gripes are as my mother’s would be; the quality of the red wine isn’t up to scratch and the Chippendales haven’t been booked to appear nightly.
I’m trying to think of something along the lines of “youth is wasted the young”, and all I could come with was “the mind is willing, but the flesh is weak”. So back to those trials again!
Anyway I have digressed; digressed, not regressed I am still here.
Some new stock, available in limited quantities, as always.
Email me if you have any questons.
BUT PLEASE, I can’t answer questions like:
Why Chelsea sold Daniel Sturridge to Liverpool and why Man. United sold Danny Welbeck to Arsenal or Wolves are doing so well? Sorry Jake, I’m sworn to secrecy and will take this knowledge to the grave.
Well OK, the real answer is; I don’t know!