I put up this unusual story more than a year ago, before several hundred new subscribers had joined. This is for them, and all those who missed it the first time.
Talk your way into a London Garden Party at the 42-acre 100-plus year-old Hurlingham Club; go below ground into Chelsea’s Apron Strings Casino; kit yourself out in whatever takes your fancy on Carnaby Street; swing with actors, pop stars and royalty …
It’s 1966 and I’m 25. I’ve picked up a suede camel fringed jacket on the King’s Road, and suddenly I’m a long way from Brisbane.
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Another classic Hugh....bravado wins....