I saw this jumper in the window of Cecil Gee on King's Road and I knew that I had to have it! It is highly unattractive to me now but, back then in 1983, it was just my cup of tea! This was my period of wearing ties with everything and also making the criminal mistake of tucking my jumpers into my waistband (I read an article that said slim guys should tuck at the waist to increase body definition!) The boots and legwarmers also look a little odd but they were a staple part of my winter wardrobe that year!
Saturday, December 3rd...
Three weeks before Christmas and Harrods was chaotic with all the shoppers. I wanted to earn some extra money so I worked today and spent the day trapped in Front Box with Elaine, Marie and Lisa. It was an easy day and the time passed remarkably quickly. At lunchtime I went to Kensington High Street with Elaine and we looked around the fashion market but it was just full of cheap, horrid clothing. We had a drink in a wine bar and then went back to work to complete the day.
I went home at six to get changed and then I joined a whole bunch of people at Sloane's wine bar for a few drinks before we divided up into three cars and went over to Jed's birthday party. I travelled with Roger and Elaine. When we got to the house it was already busy with people. Jed had baked a large batch of his 'special' brownies so I ate a couple of those and continued drinking. It was a good party and there were a lot of people there. I got rather drunk and ended up almost passing out in the hallway. I lost my black star earring and spilled a whole glass of martini in my hair! I was supposed to return home on the night bus but I was totally incapable of travelling alone so Georgina and Russell offered me a bed for the night at the house where they were staying in Trevor Square. The house belongs to Russell's boss and it was obviously worth a small fortune. Sue and Paul came with us and we got a Bargain Bucket of chicken from Kentucky Fried Chicken and as we lounged around the living room in the early hours of the morning with our greasy fried chicken, laughing and messing around, I wondered if the owners of the house had any clue what was going on in their house whilst they are away!

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