Start Writing Fiction – Exercise 4
I could tell just by looking that Stanley was standing proud. With his gloriously decorated two-tone brown/cream Chelsea boots, black jeans, smart large collared white shirt with its black flowery design and his cream Harrington bomber jacket, he was a picture of decadence. He was smiling in his own inimitable fashion and it was beautifully infectious. It was just a shame his face always let him down. [...]