60 Year Old Going on Holiday in a Tracksuit

Walking through Central Station yesterday just after 9am I saw a couple with a two small overnight cases outside WH Smith. Aged early 60s.

The man was dressed in a dark blue tracksuit, and dirty white trainers. He shouted to his wife as she walked into the shop "Get a pepper". Pepper? I shall assume he meant a newspaper, though I'll wager it wasn't The Times. Likely The Star or similar.

Anyway what caught my eye was the tattoo on the back of his left hand. It was that faded blue with the washed out appearance, obviously done decades ago and maybe by himself. It simply said "FUCK", in two inch high lettering.

After seeing that, wearing a tracksuit at 60 years old to go on holiday doesn't really surprise me now. It's the sort of dresscode certain types of people have. Other people, that society may say are of a higher calibre may wear their "weekend suit" if partaking of a jaunt for a few days, no doubt with an Italian silk tie tied perfectly in a half windsor knot, or perchance a four-in-hand knot, around the neck of their unfused cutaway collar of the one hundred per cent luxury cotton shirt from Jermyn Street.

Maybe they even own a book called The 85 Ways to Tie a Tie: The Science and Aesthetics of Tie Knots by Thomas Fink and Yong Mao.

And of course and a one hundred percent Scottish woollen cap direct from the Lochcarron Mill of Scotland, perched carefully at a jaunty angle, potentially matching their Louis Vuitton luggage. Genuine though, no shite.

Anyway I digress, the fact is this guy in the tracksuit had the word "FUCK" tattooed across his hand. Nice.