We ought to move on to clothes here...

Tweed and Corduroy should make a good foundation to this thread and very seasonal to boot.

It's been a misty day down here in Gloucestershire, and as the colour changes in the trees so do our Tweeds. Green would stand out too much now in the country. The rabbits would see us coming a mile off. No rabbitts no supper. Time for the Browns and Russets to come out of the wardrobe, giving way to the Sandy tones at the very end of Autumn preparing the way for the Winter hardly-there-at-all-shades of plain Buff Covert cloth.

Now more than ever we need the stout soles of our brogues. Being well shod is the start to anything in this life. Anything worthwhile that is...

(I am, of course, lazing 'round in Weejuns. But then again I'm a demnned bad hat.)

Who still reads Surtees here? And Captain Gronow?

Fogey is Back!

Russell Street.

Last edited by Miles Away (2006-10-14 11:33:25)

1) Anybody still read Flashman?

2) Cordings, Smart Turn Out, Pakeman's - All of them use Yorkshire Corduroy. Where is this mill? Near Hebdon bridge? Any Fogey know?

3) Fine, Affordable, Fogey Footwear in the new Shipton & Heneage Catalogue. Even some good heavy American style brogues for the likes of defectors like me. Especially good is the extended range of country footwear, seeing as I am kicking this rebirth of Fogey off with Tweeds. Much more in the catalogue than on the website (unless they have updated the website).

Fogey for everyone!

Last edited by Miles Away (2006-10-15 04:46:33)

An interesting thing about Fogey clothing is that it is originally camouflage. The clothes were all about blending into your environment - Tweeds the colour of the country around you, Grey suits the colour of the city. Yet by wearing these 'correct' clothes in archaic cuts and with anachronisic attention to detail (and, indeed, details) the Fogey dresser does not blend into the modern world at all. He stands out wonderfully.
An interesting form of peacock.

I suppose that's why people have to work in America, even if they are wealthy. At the very least you have to have several charities, however dubious the merits, under your proverbial belt.

The best profession is to be idly rich in America. They frown on it and that's precisely the point.

Speaking of "do"ing as is pointed out above.  I almost think that the "do" is less important than the "make".  So you have some silly job in (broadly speaking) finance, and you don't really "do" much of anything, at least not commensurate with your pay.  Those who are honest with themselves will know what I mean.

Another related point:  very rarely is the do acknowledged as such.  It's the make that is connected to it that is approved of.  So for instance, very few care that you're a lawyer (or even about the idea that such might represent), as much as such a title signals often absurd amounts of money for little work.  Or at least any significant work beyond putting in a lot of hours.   I mean, if a guy tells me he's working 18 hours a day at the Advanced Institiute of Princeton, I'm impressed.  If a guy tell's me he's working 18 hours at Williams & Connolloy or Brown Bros. I'm not.