I have never thought of myself as a fashion icon, but an experience I have recently had has made me think again.
When I work in the garden I use an old pair of denim trousers, torn with holes all over them. Recently I was gardening and remembered that we needed to get some milk.
So I downed tools and set off for the shops.
I had not changed my trousers and realised I had also forgotten to wear a belt. My trousers were slowing sinking from my hips.
Then I heard a female voice. 'Wow - what a knockout!' I got further admiring words and quite a few candid and satisfied looks.
As my trousers slipped further down I felt a hand giving them a slight tug and another exploring a hole in the trousers near my knee.
'How much for your bags off?' came a query. At a loss I said £100.
'You don't come cheap' she said.
'£10 to undo my zip' I suggested.
So my offer was £100 for the zip and £100 for going all the way.
When I got home I had milk all over my trousers.