The cut-offs, fat-auntie-esque floral t-shirt, white crop top and witchy black monstrosity were a pound each, yesss. I'm pretty excited about cracking out the little orange leather knapsack in the summer too, even if it is pickpocket-tastic and the stupid Olympics will be around to ruin my life.
Also, I think it might be sad just quite how excited I am that Chas & Dave are playing Bestival this year. Even though I saw them live a few years ago. And also I am not Del Boy. Irrelevant.