IT'S A BUMMER...

...that Time plays such sneaky tricks on a body. I came across this
while sorting out some stuff. It was made for me more than 30 years
ago when the lads at work decided we should have a knock-out squash
tournament within the department. I was the sole female competitor and
a complete beginner. I don't know whether they were worried that I'd
have a hissy fit after being knocked out in the first round, but young
J.J. who was an illustrator made this for me as compensation. And
blimey, I find I've still got it (but not the shapely backside).