"The four of us were dressed in the heighth of fashion,
which in those days was a pair of black very tight tights
with the old
jelly mould, as we called it, fitting on the crutch
underneath
the tights, this being to protect and also a sort
of a design you could viddy clear enough in a certain light,
so that I had one in
the shape of a spider, Pete had a rooker
(a hand, that is), Georgie had a very fancy one of a flower,
and poor old Dim had a very hound-and-horny one of a
clown's litso (face, that is), Dim not ever having much of an
idea of things and being, beyond all shadow of a doubting
thomas, the dimmest of we four. Then we wore waisty
jackets without lapels but with these very big built-up
shoulders ('pletchoes' we called them) which were a kind of
a mockery of having real shoulders like that. Then, my
brothers, we had these off-white cravats which looked like
whipped-up kartoffel or spud with a sort of a design made
on it with a fork. We wore our hair not too long and we had
flip
horrorshow boots for kicking." -
