As a pimpled
young fellow, who sang the songs of the oppressed with lusty passion in the booze bars of the old town, I had been familiar with the idea that Communism was the feeding of the 5,000 by Jesus given economic discipline.
Then some smarmy, pimpled
salesman comes up and says: "How'd you like a watertight, super-safe, 99-year guarantee with that.
The Puma Mostro is a sock with attitude - soft, with a pimpled
shoe grip, it is designed for leaping mountain ledges goats would balk at
, pretentious adolescent has become an acne-scarred, insecure thirtysomething with an addiction to Opal Fruits, a Prozac problem, a failed marriage and a two-year-old son.
It can occasionally be jittery over pimpled
surfaces, but irons out major bumps like a larger car.
Despite the cold, the girls in the queue are displaying more goose- pimpled
flesh than on a Majorcan beach.
In the distance amid the steaming pies of gravy and spuds, under the corrugated roof of the football ground, a goal had been scored - and you could hear the calling boys, whose whiskers were gathering behind pimpled
boys longed to hold the healing hands that once cleaned the grit from their cuts and bruises.
Sons wore sports jackets and short-sleeved, checked pullovers like their dads, who shaved at the steamed mirror with cut-throat razors, while the daughters kept a "bottom drawer", into which they would slip items for their forthcoming marriage to Mr Right - almost certainly a pimpled
local lad, who had been toughened, broadened and introduced to unimaginable pleasures and miseries during National Service.
Well, each to his own - Jon Savage, chronicler of British punk rock in the late in 1970s, often read a short-lived fanzine called Sniffin' Glue, devoted to the activities of spike-haired proto-musicians, inclined to decorate their pale and pimpled
faces with ironmongery.
Charming and handsome, the schoolboy Campbell Crichton Mackinnon Burnap heard strange rhythms on the wireless, picked up a washboard and found himself in the skiffle group of his pal Christopher Blount, the clarinettist - wowing pimpled
teenagers in church halls around Belper, Derbyshire.
No sooner had his pimpled
jaw closed on these words than two strapping lads in surprisingly frivolous tights grabbed him by the arms and secured him to a handy tree, where he was soundly thrashed by his friends.