Looking the part
Discussion
The other day a blue MX-5 went by with the roof down driven by a lad wearing a blue jacket and baseball cap that matched the car. Behind it was a red MX-5 with the roof down being driven by a girl in a red jacket and baseball cap that matched the car. Do you dress for the car? Clearly some people do. When I was moving cars for a living I didn't, except on one occasion I was asked to move a prewar car under its own steam rather than on the truck and I confess to being a bit tweedier than normal.
When we moved to this house twenty years ago, one of the neighbours looked incongruously country set. Yes, we live in Berkshire but this particular bit hasn't been farmland for more than a hundred years. He drove a Series 2 Discovery and wore a Barbour trench coat and fedora - in all weathers. Then, one day, the Discovery had gone and was replaced by a huge Japanese pick-up truck. To celebrate the new arrival he was dressed like a lumberjack. Calm down, mate, you look a bit ridiculous. Now he is retired and dresses in a very drab way. Regular clothes, but drab. And he drives a bedraggled 2006 Ka with every rusty area tradition demands of an unloved Ka.
If I've spruced up my car and then have to go to the tip I feel self-consciously scruffy; nice car, scruffy driver. Yeah, but I'm at the tip, I can be scruffy. Oh, dear. Non-existent problems.
Years ago I saw a middle-aged bloke in a white Panther Lima wearing a white leather flying suit with matching leather helmet and Amelia Earhart goggles. He parked and climbed out. The flying suit had been tailored to fit his enormous beer gut. The ensemble didn't achieved what he presumably hoped it would.
Okay. Comments, confessions, sights you've seen. What have you got?
When we moved to this house twenty years ago, one of the neighbours looked incongruously country set. Yes, we live in Berkshire but this particular bit hasn't been farmland for more than a hundred years. He drove a Series 2 Discovery and wore a Barbour trench coat and fedora - in all weathers. Then, one day, the Discovery had gone and was replaced by a huge Japanese pick-up truck. To celebrate the new arrival he was dressed like a lumberjack. Calm down, mate, you look a bit ridiculous. Now he is retired and dresses in a very drab way. Regular clothes, but drab. And he drives a bedraggled 2006 Ka with every rusty area tradition demands of an unloved Ka.
If I've spruced up my car and then have to go to the tip I feel self-consciously scruffy; nice car, scruffy driver. Yeah, but I'm at the tip, I can be scruffy. Oh, dear. Non-existent problems.
Years ago I saw a middle-aged bloke in a white Panther Lima wearing a white leather flying suit with matching leather helmet and Amelia Earhart goggles. He parked and climbed out. The flying suit had been tailored to fit his enormous beer gut. The ensemble didn't achieved what he presumably hoped it would.
Okay. Comments, confessions, sights you've seen. What have you got?
Glenn63 said:
Surely the dress is for what your doing once destination is reached? For me either gym/dog walking or work gear as I seem to do not much else at the moment!
You'd think. But the guy in the white leather flying suit and beer gut was in the West End of London, miles from the nearest airfield. It was a car-and-themed-clothes ensemble he was attempting. And judging by the disdainful look on his face, he thought his mission was accomplished.Gassing Station | General Gassing | Top of Page | What's New | My Stuff