So I am a 46 year old man, I’ve been about for a while…. Today I had a first, I wore a shirt and shorts. Does that seem insignificant to you? I assure you that it is not for it is not a thing that I have ever done in my 46 years.
I am, for many reasons, a funny creature and those who know me well are well aware of this. To me shirts mean ties which means power play and old life, the concept of a summer shirt is (nearly) lost on me. So I brought some summer shirts because, despite appearances, I am a publican and I really should make more effort to look like one. What made me wear one was the realisation that, just like meetings in Qingdao, it is sometimes the practical solution. So for me this evening dress code was shorts, linen shirt and trainers. I know, and I have been advised, that trainers are not appropriate for this dress code but there is a line somewhere about taking the lad out of the council estate. ..
So the person you saw tonight wore a shirt, maybe I didn’t look so scruffy, maybe I looked just as scruffy but under a shirt, hell maybe I looked worse! The truth is that I am not natural in any pose or garb, I am not natural with people and what I do is just to follow a series of ‘rules’ that have appeared in my life and hope that they work. I know that I don’t do this right, I know that I have no sense of fashion or direction or (sometimes) of common decency I just meander through this madness because…. well apparently I have to .
I hope that you enjoy the weird little world that I appear to lead. I hope that your experience here is a good one and I truly hope we will see you again but when you see me please don’t think that this is me, that I am some ‘natural’ at this trade. The scariest part of my job remains the fact that I have to be a people person, that is actually what this overly self conscious idiot does! So Shirt and trainers, T shirt and shoes, I am always gonna do what I do, that is how this happens. #sorrynotsorry