You Can Freeze Mate

Pay day had arrived and it was time for my monthly John Smedley treat. I had opted for a lovely bottle green, long sleeved front buttoned polo top. It looked the bizz with a pair of white Levi’s and loafers and that night me and a gang of friends headed over to Brighton for a night out.

With miserable Marcus riding pillion on the back of my Lambretta, I had got the short straw. A good night was had and we decided, that cold mid February morning, to head home. The skies darkened and it began to snow and I knew what was coming next, when Marcus asked me if he could borrow my new John Smedley top as an extra layer of warmth. I had, in the past, lent Marcus another John Smedley top which was never returned so my reply, obviously, was, “You can freeze mate”.