It’s been a while since I’ve blogged because I’ve been swimming lengthy edits through my novel (and still going), but on a rare day of coming up for air and doom scrolling through Facebook, a video popped up of Rick Astley talking about the making of the video for his smash track, Never Gonna Give You Up. It transpires it was a bit of a Heath Robinson affair with buying his own clothes for the shoot, self-choreographed dance moves driven by fear and locals shouting to turn the music down. He said the whole experience was ‘ridiculous’. However, I loved that video back in 1987 and would watch it at any opportunity when it was on Top of the Pops. I even had a poster of Rick from Jackie magazine in my room at South Bank Polytechnic. But he was a more than that. I admired the carefully styled quiffs for Rick, and even the actor Rupert Graves. This androgynous mix of cream macs, roll necks and wide leg jeans that cinched in at the ankle, was my staple in my first year as a degree s...