In the High Street an Austen 7 drives past. It is rather older than me but in better shape. My Mother once had such a car a photograph tells me. As it chugs by this one looks very much at home. Old things which persist should be valued if only for their persistence
A blue zipped fishing jacket goes for repair. It has lots of pockets. What shall I do without it? It seems to me that the chief purpose of clothes is to incorporate pockets.