I bought a new jacket last week. We were walking around Boundary Mill in Colne when I saw a jacket and it seemed to shout out "buy me". There was something familiar about it, something comforting, something substantial. I felt as though I might have owned it for generations, but knew I hadn't done so. And then, today, looking through some old 35mm slides I took back in the 1960s, I came across this portrait of "Uncle Harry". He is wearing my jacket : the same tweedy weave, the same Autumnal shades, the same classic cut. Perhaps I should now hunt out the shirt, tie and pullover. But I think I will give those glasses a miss.
I was going to remark on the cool shades! Surprising to see the colored shirt in the 60's . We didn't have that here. I guess this little corner of the world didn't get colored shirts.
ReplyDeleteBut the glasses are very much in vogue just now, Alan.
ReplyDeleteI wish weather over here was nice enough to wear a jacket more often.
ReplyDeleteAnd look how we'll those glasses protect your peripheral vision from harsh rays of sun. I quite like them and the jacket too.
ReplyDeletePatches on the elbows?
ReplyDeleteMmmhh ... real Woody Allen glasses, aren't they.
ReplyDeleteI think the glasses complete the look! :)
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