The life of a class traitor and peripatetic scouser.
Thursday, 7 May 2009
My earliest memories of my ex soldier/policeman father are of him being in uniform.The first memory of him I have of him in 'civies' is of him wearing Clarks desert boots. As soon as I was old enough I bought my first pair (after borrowing my big sisters!) and wore them proudly whilst all around, tottered precariously on various vertiginous platforms etc. I have only recently started to become aware again of these subtly English shoes with their air of Monty at Alamein and have decided to purchase a new pair...in my fathers footsteps indeed.