Last edited by AQG (2009-09-14 10:40:13)

I have a suit in worsted Silver Gander from Reid and Taylor.  The trousers can practically stand by themselves, way too hot for the office, except for that one or two days a year when the heating isn't quite warm enough. 

AQG: if you yanks "socialise" your health service, the doctors will gain even more kudos.  I've travelled the world and never seen a place where the profession of being a doctor is so well respected above many other more noble professions, such as Engineering, as in the UK.  There so immune, they can even commit mass murder for a couple of decades before the Medical Council (or whatever its called) will lift a finger.

Give me flannel or give me death.

Or poplin, or corduroy or tweed or seersucker or fresco.

But don't give me no Worsted. Pull my coat when I need it but don't feed me that motherfucker. Ever.

If we're being professionally confessional I must aver that I teach contemporary dance. In a thread a few weeks ago a typo may have led people to believe I was a roofer.

I meant to write Hoofer.

It's odd, but we equally sneer at those who work & those who do not.

Me, I walk the middle path...

I look like I'm employed but my day begins and ends with lunch.


Hic!