I thought it made me look more 'working class'
(as if a bit of chequered cloth could bridge that gap!)
I did a turn in it before the glass.
My mother said: It suits you, your dad's cap.
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As with all Harrison......a Larkinesque rebuke, redolent of metro taunt.....'It's Hard Up North'......deal with it! !
A brilliant poem redolent of the slights that the working man had to bear in a previous generation and that are returning now. Although it is couched in the dialect of the North it brilliantly depicts the comparative subservience that is returning to our society now. In a world where the power is not with you the retreat into obduracy is all a man can hold