Look, I really cannot explain why I am wearing this hat. And it is a good job this is black and white. It was my dads bright red polka dot shirt. It had a proper 70's fuck off collar, which I trimmed down. But still aint an excuse really. Back to the hat. Its a fedora (not sure if that is the correct spelling but presumably you don't care anyway) and I think we all had a go of it during the course of the day. The photo was taken by Stosh, at the Belford House bar his folks used to manage. We drove around all day posing for the camera and not realising that in only a few short years a technology would exist that would send this photo into the ether, and around the globe, enabling anyone to look at it, via a small screen in their own home. In seconds.

Piss taking on a planetry scale.

Stosh has obviously given the shot excessive head room to allow the viewers eye chance to settle down on a neutral space after the assault of the hat.