Where did my baby go? He just looked so grown-up trying on the school coat and pullover, and I got this wierd sensation of time being cyclical and all that, and had some childhood flashbacks... probably down to the shop being this wonderful old-fashioned emporium full of men with tape measures round their necks (it sells uniforms of every kind for children and adults; admittedly some of my fetish friends would go absolutely raving mad if they set foot in the place)...