Bill took us on a shopping trip to one of the big department stores and he told me, “Try this on. It’s perfect for your shape.” It was a short, black bolero-shaped cardigan in the softest lambswool I had ever felt. The minute I put it on, I felt like I had found the real me. I couldn’t stop staring at myself in the mirror and Bill had to shout at me to keep up as the rest of the group were moving on to another department.

By the way, I’ve still got that brilliant cardigan all these years later. Even if I never wear it again, I will always keep it to remind me of the day I found myself.

Did you notice?

Not once did Bill give me a style personality title. He told other people on the course that they were a Dramatic or a Classic or whatever, but not me. Why? I asked him this years later and he told me that my particular personality type couldn’t give a monkey’s uncle about titles so there was no point!