Shirt wars

I spent today closeted in a Croydon office with my fellow judges on the panel of the Motor Trader Awards. We discussed in great detail the relative merits of finalists for this year’s coveted dealer gongs, to be presented at a very posh dinner at Grosvenor House in London’s Park Lane next month.
One of my fellow judges was the unrivalled winner of today’s shirt wars at the meeting. A fellow specialist motoring writer, he is also an author of learned books on keeping chickens, as the bold material of his shirt reminded us.