Speaking of ties….
A few years back, I went down to Dudley in the Black Country for a bit of a mooch. Did a bit of shopping and had some fantastic faggots and peas for my dinner. Washed down with a pint of Banks’. Spot on.
The best bit though was when I went for a look round in a vintage clothes shop. I had a 70s fancy dress do coming up.
Well, they had the lot, platform shoes, bell bottom flares, velvet jackets in purple, it was like a Slade fans dream. I was spoilt for choice. I said to the woman behind the counter…
“can you get me a kipper tie, love?”
She replied…..
“how many sugars?”