Checking out & Dropping In
Wednesday 4th November, 6am. Squirming under the duvet, I sighed deeply into my pillow with worry. The ‘tup’ sheep needed bringing down from the fells, before I could shut down my shop for ‘Lockdown Two.’ In that curious, hallucinogenic phase of sleep, where dreams become reality, James Michelsberg – Leeds tailor extraordinaire – had transmogrified…