It was lovely when men doffed their hats or caps when they saw you down the street or somewhere.
Made you feel like a lady.
When my dad’s funeral cortège was making its way to the crem many years ago, a farm worker in a field stopped what he was doing, took off his cap and stood whilst it all went past.
Very moving.
Nowadays they keep their baseball caps on in church and never think to remove them.
Changes in taxation that Andy Burnham seems to be interested in



