So now things have come full circle. I’m looking at my dad’s sandals. I’m looking at my dad’s sandals and wondering if they have a place in my lifestyle. These are Malibu Sandals and if they were in any other store other than The Bureau I’d assume they were for retirees to shuffle to the Spar in. But they are in The Bureau. And not only that, the brand is now under the Nepenthes umbrella (you know, the Engineered Garments, Needles, South2 West8 guys…) So they are officially cool. My dad is now cool. I’ll never hear the end of this.

Okay, my dad doesn’t actually shop at The Bureau, but he’s been wearing this kind of Jesusy thing on sunny days from our first Devon holiday onwards.

Least I think he has. Come to think of it, I haven’t seen him in them for a while. Perhaps he’s moved on? Perhaps he’s so stylistically far ahead of me he’s onto the next big thing. Shit me, I’ve got some catching up to do.