Over a couple of coffee's at Jimmy's the other day, I learned a bit more about Jon's fascination for berets. It all started some 60 years ago, just after the War, when an Italian opera group was touring New Zealand. Some of the singers wore berets, a novelty in the country at that time, and Jon (12 years old) was hooked. Unfortunately, it wasn't easy to find one for himself; it took a trip to the French Market in Auckland (600km's up north) to score his own.
Like dancing, he never stopped wearing a beret. Since last week, it's an Elósegui Super Lujo 242!
Jon jokes that these days he mainly plays "old ladies and witches", which is bad for the continious growth of his moustache - lady roles require shaving.