Grey Jeans

In my home town in the late 1980s, a new pedestrianised shopping area was opened. One of the units was occupied for a time by some kind of junk shop. It sold allsorts of things – I don’t know whether the items were new, they were more likely second hand but I don’t recall it being a charity shop. My sister bought a video cassette there once although we didn’t have a video recorder at the time. (We were the last people I knew to get a video recorder, I think I was in high school by the time we got one.) Years later, when my parents finally rented a video recorder (they still rented the TV & video up until last year – the young man’s parents still rent theirs), she dug out the cassette to play it and we discovered that it was too small for the machine, despite it being in the regular size box. It wasn’t until fairly recently I figured out that it must have been a Betamax tape (I was about 6 when VHS won the format war and had never seen a Betamax cassette before) (and the spell check on here doesn’t even recognise the word Betamax!).
Anyway, hanging in that same shop for a long time were two pairs of faded, pale grey skinny jeans. (Of course, back then, to me they were just jeans. Flares were something worn by your dad in the 1970s and were to be ridiculed at every opportunity.) They were about two sizes too small for me but for some reason I loved them and have always secretly hankered after a pair of grey jeans ever since. I think that is why I decided to go ahead and buy the pair I’m wearing today. That, and the £7.99 price tag of course!