What is it about Terry Thomas, North Finchley’s most famous son, that makes him the epitome of raffish English scoundrels, bounders and rogues ? His moustache? His gap tooth? His cigarette holder? Maybe his received pronounciation?
I picked up this collection of 1950’s Men Only pocket magazines the other day and was struck by how many of the cover heroes drawn by ace cartoonist Hynes, resembled 'T-T' (as he was known). The January ‘54 cover features a fine portrait of the man himself.
T-T was a true English gentleman, with a refined sartorial sensibility. He liked his suits and shirts tailored, as well as his underpants. Good Show!
“My rule of life prescribed as an absolutely sacred rite: smoking cigars and also the drinking of alcohol before, after and if need be during all meals and in the intervals between them".”—Winston Churchill (1874- 1965)