BELA LUGOSI'S POORLY...
...and Jimmy Saville's outright dead. Yet what a high point for mediocrity the weekend proved to be? Maybe I was simply wrong place. Many 'celebrated' Halloween. I didn't. Tonight however I shall mark the occasion. I am already in full black tracksuit (Lacoste), cuffed/zip bottoms, no markings, in mourning for Saville, Tracksuit King. Later, I hope to extract a eulogy from my tracksuit and jewellery correspondent, Stretch.
Meanwhile, gonna devise suitably austere night of style & terror for myself to compensate weekends verve dearth. Silhouettes and so on to follow.