I chose.

And I chose punk, for some reason. No guns, no suits, no ties, but also:

• Tartan.

• Leather Jacket.

• No Mascara.

• Less-shit music.

• Not politically ignorant. (I'm looking at you, ravers!)

• NO. FUCKING. THATCHER. (I hate her. I've never worked out why, but I do.)

(Maybe it's because she's such a bitch...)