Sunglasses

skully are you wearing them round your neck?
It reminds me of that time in Cambridge:
I had gone to the other place, as it it oft referred to by the more ascetic members of the true University, on business long forgotten, now, but as it happened it was a sunny day and the ducks were out and there were a vast number of students punting in what can only be described as an incorrect fashion.
After chortling to myself about this I came across a feline with fur of the finest calibre. This cat, did amuse itself whilst chasing dragonflies, and I watched aimlessly as I crossed Jesus Green.
Then I met Cuthbert, or Reginald as we called him for short, who I had not seen since our time at Eton.
We laughed over matters such as the traditional game against Harrow, which we had won quite impressively, and our memories of the wall game. Upon deciding a game of fives for five fourty five that friday first of febuary, we set off our separate ways, whereupon I discovered a local fellow selling delights from our colonies across the Atlantic.
"Though their customs may be quite ridiculous" Said he, a gentlemen by the name of Robin Perewinkle, "they are certainly quite astute in fashion".
And so I purchased a rather delectable hat, which I was later told looked ridiculous and now rests upon the hatrack folorn.