That’s got a ring to it
IF you want to look like a spiv,’ said my father—he belonged to a generation that still used words such as spiv—‘that is your business.’ My grandmother, the only one of my relatives with any pretensions to the nobility, my kin belonging more to the barrow than the Harrow-boy classes, bridled: ‘Don’t pay any attention to him. If you want them, they are yours.’ Which is how I came to inherit some of my most in capitals).
