title: I wanted to be cool.
abstract: I feel sorry for the youth of today. There isn't much to rebel against, is there? In my day it was easy. All you had to do was leave off your vest. As children of the 1950s we were brought up haunted by the spectre of 'new-monia'. 'Don't wear that, you'll catch new-monia,' my gran warned if I wore less than five layers in the winter, or dispensed with my liberty bodice before the first of June.
authors.affiliation: Works in outpatients in Hampshire.
authors.forename: Jane
authors.initials: J
authors.lastname: Bates