The other day I met the coolest woman on the tube.

I spotted her a while before we spoke. She must of been in her late 40s, mixed race and clearly an old follower of the two-tone ska skinhead-cum-mod movement of the late 1970s that promoted racial harmony.

Her head was mainly shaved but underneath her trilby poked little tiny dreadlocks. She wore a tweed trench coat and black skinny trousers with white pinstripes which were turned up to reveal a white sock, black brogue combination.

I go to a fashion university but that woman was the most unique and stylish person I saw all day. As she got off the tube, she told me I had a great look going on. I told her the same.