This is over twenty years ago.
My brother.
Sunny Saturday evening down the pub with a bunch of family and friends.
DH had bought me a present while we were out shopping together in a mall that afternoon.
It was a pair of Rayban sunglasses. Not the often copied famous shape but still Rayban. Purchased from a shop that only sold sunglasses, can't remember the name but I know it was a national chain store.
There was a certificate in the box. That, cleaning cloth, pouch and the specs themselves emblazoned with "Rayban".
They were £80. They were £90 in Vision Express in the same mall so chose the other shop to save a tenner.
Back to the pub and I am wearing my nice new shades, feeling like a million dollars because I look good tooo...night.
Brother asks where I got the glasses from so I told him. He takes them off me and examines them, looking at the etching in the glass, feeling the raised logo on the arms.
"Oh, no", he says, "don't be stupid. You got conned. You see, you wouldn't get Raybans for £80. Tom Cruise wears Raybans so they are very very very expensive".
"I got them from an official source", I say.
"No you fucking didn't. It's impossible", he comes back.
He said this in front of loads of family members and they all laughed at me for "being conned".
Like his fucking broka arse would now. He had never even set foot in a shopping mall. Never owned sunglasses ever but he knew best cos he possessed a dick. It was a lifelong dole dossing, Del Boy wanna be, dick but it was definitely the source of much wisdom.
I loved him lots but damn could be such a fucking wanker at times.