Yoof and hats

Overheard on the bus:
"Yeah, I wanna see that film thats got Alfred from Batman in it".
Wow, a whole generation that only know Michael Caine as the old bloke in a Batman film.

Searching high and low for a black baker boy hat to replace the one I was emotionally attached to and which I left on a train the other day. It's like my security blanket. It's like loosing a limb (ok maybe not). I'd had it seven years. There are stories associated with that hat. It wasn't that I loved that hat, it was the bittersweet memories that I had formed wearing it. I don't want a new hat, I want my old one back.