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(Right) "This photograph of myself," writes Alexander Jordan, "was taken whilst working at the Goodwood Revival; no doubt you are aware of the event, being of such taste." A boating blazer combined with both black tie and white tie neckwear and a brilliantine-less barnet: the doyens of Goodwood seem to dress their staff as poorly as the attendants of their motoring festival. Still, you are standing under a spotlight, so at least display a healthy dose of vanity.

(Left) A sweaty drunk at a party with evidence of a recent visit to a fancy dress shop and the wrong magazine in his pocket. It should be The Beano

(Right) Dominic Buckwell was given such a spring in his step by his new Barbour jacket that he immediately went out to the countryside and found himself a new boyfriend.

(Left) "I am here manifesting as Lucifer the Light Bringer, a gentleman in dark tweed and a snazzy weskit," writes Mark Ramsden. "Is this 'on'?"
'On' in what sense, precisely? Rather getting 'on' one's nerves? Yes.

(Left) Capt Oliver Bridle, photographed in the Palms, Las Vegas, makes a far better fist of looking sinister and satanic, and is clearly 'on' something.