The Dapper In The Rye

As the air is different in the countryside, he noticed this was also true of the sun.

He noticed it more. The way the light races around the edges of the clouds. The way it casts shadows over vast distances. The way it would saturate the environment in the afternoon. It’s time like this when life is all but wasted indoors.

It was with that thought that he decided to grab the old bike from the barn and take advantage of the fine weather.

It wasn’t long before he realised the tyres were flat, but it was too late to turn back. So he walked. The rusty bike squeaked and creaked with every stride he took. It somehow seemed to compliment the sound of the crickets, bustling throughout the undergrowth.

He didn’t care much how far he walked. But when he got tired, he returned to the comfort and security of the cottage. He grabbed his glasses and a book.

Whilst reading The Catcher In The Rye, he reminisced about his time as a teenager. It’s hard not too. Much like Holden Caulfield, he had his fair share of teenage angst. But now was the time to have his fair share of apples.

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Ted Baker jeans

Jack & Jones shirt

Zara bow tie

Paul Smith shoes

Omega Speedmaster Professional Moonwatch watch

Happy Socks socks

Bellfield belt

Moscot glasses

Vistula sunglasses

Korolowa Chata cottage

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