My mate who is 53 came round the other night after a clothes buying trip. He proudly showed me his new stash of clobber. These included boot cut jeans, trainees with springs attached and all the colours of the rainbow, and a variety of hoodies with huge logos everywhere. I pointed out sympathetically that, given our advancing years, he dressed like some weirdo old bloke that hung around the gates of sixth form schools. He took the hump at this, accusing me of dressing like Bear Grylls dad. I had a bit of a think about my dress sense when I approached my fifties. Levis and Ben Shermans for smart, hiking kecks, fleeces etc. for dossing about. Don't want to look like some old fool trying to dress trendy, but also not ready for the diamond pattern zip up cardy and elasticated pants. What solutions have you come up with to this sartorial minefield? *Edited coz at my age I struggle with predictive text.