In Nottingham, wearing a hat was always an event. I had a hat when I was young – probably aged about fifteen – which I’d got from well, I don’t entirely remember where. It was certainly at the time when I was taking my first steps into nightlife – God, how wonderful to be taking your first steps into nightlife – and the hat was a wide black affair. I w…
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