As a writer I ponder on many of the vagaries of the universe (that’s not strictly true, I’ve always wondered about strange things). My recent thoughts turned to fashion and clothing. Now you have to be aware the majority of my clothes are bought either at motorcycle events or places I visit. Jeans and a T-shirt are my normal plumage.  You could dress me in a fully tailored Armani suit and I would look like a nightclub doorman, put on sunglasses and I would be mafia muscle.  Yet others can wear something from the charity shop and look as though they belong on the red carpet at a blockbuster movie…