Those were the days.

I went into JJB Sports earlier on the off chance that they sold squash racquets. The tubby slack jawed peroxide blonde who was manning (womanning) the till looked at me as if I was MENTAL when I inquired as to their whereabouts.

So, when did sports shops turn into clothing emporiums for those massed ranks of the great unwashed who seem to have a fetish for man made fibres?