Roger Mortimer

“bright blue patterned jumper – accessorized by his pink straw pork pie hat for holidays. With his passion for cars, Charlie spent hours helping out at the local garage. Our father saw this as a harmless aberration, certainly not as a potential career path for an essentially practical boy, one devoid of academic interest and, unknown to teachers or parents, heavily hampered by a then unrecognised condition – serious dyslexia. All things being unequal, Eton was his destiny. As for the rest, my brother has”
― Roger Mortimer, Dearest Jane...: My Father's Life and Letters