Old Bob

Another day shoots past - ending in a ginger beer or twa and a little Dylan fest (since I found out that he's 70 in a week or so). Actually, just out of shot is yesterday's money guardian. How uncool. Tax free inflation beating NS&I bonds! If I was a retired person I'd go for them, but as a young dandy, living for the moment, I'll just buy perfumed drinks, satins and cigars.
My work shoes are looking slightly shabby however. This may need attention. My new boss starts tomorrow and I've already sussed out, taking in his sharp suit and silk ties, that he's the sort of chap who will judge a shabbily shod underling as someone with a limited shelf life.