Bruce Abrahams is a former adman and son of a quondam playboy, boxer and smuggler. His mother was a model. Bruce is old enough to remember when the business was fun.
We paused and the man said ‘I’m sorry but could I trouble you to put this on?’ and he held out a strip of black velvet. Unrecognisable; a tie? a garter? The man smiled again. ‘Here, let me help you,’ and he held it up to my face; a blindfold.
- Displays of Innocents, Lucy Golden