Aladdin
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I'm not a massive gardener either truth be told.You've never struck me as a cinema person
But the barbour hangs by the back door waiting for me to become worthy of it
I'm not a massive gardener either truth be told.You've never struck me as a cinema person
North face are good..the triclimate ones. Three jackets in one. Put em all together for winter.I'm from the North though. I don't need 'modern layering'. I bought it simply because it was aesthetically pleasing to my eye. Plus, what alternatives do middle aged blokes have? Superdry? North Face?
I want a jacket not a dress.crombie
I'm not a massive gardener either truth be told.
But the barbour hangs by the back door waiting for me to become worthy of it
I eye up new ones that I really like and can't make a decision so I don't have another one. Barbour or cool urban Scandi raincoat? It's like the fucking toaster again.
Best rain gear I've ever had was/ is a raincoat by Rains. It fits over my North Face long puffa (which is rubbish in rain and 25 yrs old i think) and is the best thing for being outdoors in winter. I look 2 stone heavier but who cares.
I wenr for grey because at the time it was on sale. It has black lining and I turn up the cuffs as the arms are that bit long on me.. so the black looks nice against the grey.I was looking at Rains the other day too. I really like the long jacket. But then what colour?
Maybe thats where you're going wrong, one v the other, when both might be what you should haveI want a jacket not a dress.
Yes, that's quite correct. Middle aged blokes really do only have three manufacturers of coat they can wear.I'm from the North though. I don't need 'modern layering'. I bought it simply because it was aesthetically pleasing to my eye. Plus, what alternatives do middle aged blokes have? Superdry? North Face?
Do they have coat shops up there?Yes, that's quite correct. Middle aged blokes really do only have three manufacturers of coat they can wear.
You could try shopping, or is that too pansy for a big, rugged northerner that doesn't need 'modern layering'?
Ooonly furr the lasses, like.Do they have coat shops up there?
Do they have coat shops up there?
Yes, that's quite correct. Middle aged blokes really do only have three manufacturers of coat they can wear.
You could try shopping, or is that too pansy for a big, rugged northerner that doesn't need 'modern layering'?
There's a small section between the whippets and the Meat and Potato pies in the Big Shop in Penrith.
I thought proper northerners didn’t ever wear coats?
what is the point of having a jacket that doesn't smell of wax? Weirdo I like the weight and smell of my jacket, it used to be handy when flying cos you could put loads in the pockets.at half the cost of Barbour, without the weight and smell,
Is this a list where you fantasise about doing something you're incapable of over a fucking coat?Handy for the list this...
Wax melts in direct sunlight..if its warm sunlight that is.Oh, it also said don’t leave in direct sunlight. So presumably it needs to be overcast to dry it.
And red trousers. Don't forget the red trousers.
It's definitely just intended as a winter jacket as it seems to constantly piss it down in London nowadays when it isn't unbearably hot. I should have known I was on a slippery slope two years ago when I got my sister to buy me an umbrella for Christmas, instead of something exciting.Wax melts in direct sunlight..if its warm sunlight that is.
So how do I stop it from eventually looking like it’s been in a war and smelling like a scrum half’s jock strap?
It has sort of dawned on me that the times when I wear it won't be the times where I sweat like a pig, which also helps I guess.That would be a proper working waxed jacket then.
Periodic sponging and judicious re-treatment of the exterior and regular airings for the lining keep mine tolerably sweet smelling.
Is this a list where you fantasise aboutdoing something you're incapable of over afucking a goat?
I don't think I've ever read a more odd intervention on here. Being added to a 'list', full on Nazi style, because I have a terrible taste in clothing or something. By someone supposedly on the same side as me.Almost certainly.
I like my red trousers. I like my waxy. I wear them together. I was born, and now have a holiday home, in Lincolnshire. I no longer have Hunters though.And red trousers. Don't forget the red trousers.
(I've never worked out where Lincolnshire is and whether it's even a place or a figment of a sausage maker's imagination. Like Shropshire which doesn't even have sausages AFAIA.)