Late one evening in 1959, Anne & I drove from Newport to London in a new Morris 1000. In those days it was 150 miles and took at least 4 hours. I had a 32" waist then, and always pulled my belt tight to show of my figure - the vanity of youth!

After an hour, I felt a bit restricted, so I undid the belt and the top button. A while later, we pulled into the filling station at Northleach for fuel. I got out and stumbled over my trousers, which were round my ankles - the zip on that pair was never very good.

Anne was still laughing when I got back in the car after filling up.

Phil