I went to a disco where mum worked around 1967. They played games like pass the balloon woman to man and pass the key dropping down your clothes, I wasn't trendy I wore my school trousers and a sleeveless pully, I watched the girls dancing in tent dresses, wearing hippie bells and some men had flower power shirts. Remember Flower Power? I got some flares when I was 14 and a flowery shirt from peer pressure, but I never had a Barathea. I had a 2nd hand imitation suede code with hideous imitation fur yellow check lining. My mates made fun of it but I was warm as toast as they froze at the bus stop. Saying that I used to go out with wet hair in the winter in a cardigan, and my hair froze then melted on the bus.