Major Blunder probably thinks it is a matter of course that he is declared a Chap. And in one sense he is right – there is nothing intrinsically wrong about his clothing and his facial hair.
It’s just that he looks like the sort of fellow who, one day, might turn a sleepy village in Surrey into a corpse-ridden bloodbath.
“These photos were taken at the Chap Olympiad,” writes Claire Banton. “I’d travelled down from Teesside