Something 70’s said the other day reminded me of an incident when I was 13 years old.
It was the day my brother was getting married. Naturally I wanted to look my best so decided to wear my new trousers (with turn-ups) and my new winkle-picker shoes – they had just come back into fashion.
We lived in a flat/apartment that had 13 very steep steps down to the front door. Somehow, at the very top of the stairs, I managed to catch one of my winkle-pickers in the trouser turn-ups and fell head over heels down the stairs, ending up on the concrete step outside; luckily the door was open.
I was completely unscathed and was only concerned that my new shoes hadn’t been spoilt… They were fine.
I’ve only just realised that my DP-ism actually started quite a long time ago …….. oh well.
Stumble It!
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