After graduating from flares and platforms in the early 1970s I started drama school wearing a pair of khaki dungarees with one of my Dad's Army shirts accessorised by a cat's basket doubling as a handbag. Very Lady Gaga.
A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning as if supported by the rays of the sun a bird settled on the fire escape joy in the task of coffee joy accompanied me as I walked.
