I apologise, we have not had a good sexxy knitting catalogue photo for ages, so here are three...
I wonder what he is shouting?
Help, my trousers just cut off my testicle?
Come back, serial killers don't wear naff jumpers?
My jumper matches the car upholstery?
Does this neckerchief make my hair look boofy?
Cannot. Get. Enough. Oxygen.
Help, my sideburns just invaded my ears? Pardon?
What do you mean polyester is flammable?
I can tell what he's thinking here... "International spies need to dress to fit in with the locals, they'll never discover my secret identity as a Russian double agent if I dress like this."
Photos courtesy of mum's vast machine-knitting pattern collection. :)