Thursday, October 06, 2005

By special request..... The coat



This is my coat. It is very warm indeed - being made of wool cashmere angora. I have had it since I worked at the Reader's Digest, seventeen years ago, which leads me to believe that wool cashmere angora is very reliable. I have also just realised that I have never had it dry cleaned - which is absolutely disgusting. This coat has lived in Surrey and Devon: two fine counties. You see the bag in the picture: I have still got that too - and take it to work with me every day. Mulberry. Which will mean nothing to Dr Rob - but believe me, still gives me a little thrill, because it is about as extravagant as I have ever been with a bag.
One fine feature of my coat is its pockets and the versatility that they bring. You can keep so much in them. Including small cats and hamsters (although not together of course - that would be cruel, and then you would need to visit the dry cleaner). When your hands are in the pockets, you can wrap the coat really tightly around you to make you feel quite thin. Alternatively, you can just swish along with the fullness of the cut creating a sort of big blob shape.

My friend Linda just looks at my coat and says "Lost Encounters" in a dreamy kind of voice. I don't know what she is talking about because I am simple.

In this shot, I am standing outside the University of Rovaniemi in Finland. On this particular jaunt, I wore my coat in minus 43 degrees (not sure what sort of degrees because I failed Physics O'level as well as French). Needless to say, my trusty coat was a real boon in these extreme temperatures and my nose felt very sticky inside.

Here I am, having removed my coat in minus 43 degrees and adorned instead a rubber floating suit. You can see me floating in the gap in the sea ice, made by the arctic icebreaker that we were journeying on!

Of course, travelling on the only passenger-carrying icebreaker in the Arctic, and floating in the Baltic was remarkable... but not as cool as this:

I describe it as skidooing in a fairy tale. Martin and I were allowed off-track into the meadows where the powder was three feet deep. I had to be dug out three times - but it didn't stop me enjoying myself. Here I am being dug out:

See how the instructor is up to his bottom in white stuff.

Anyway... I have rambled away from the detail of my magnificent coat - but have realised in the process just how worth every penny it has been. So Dr Joolz, thank you for the prompt, and what is more, thank you for the whole wondrous coat conversations altogether.

6 Comments:

Blogger Mary Plain said...

I have been looking for a coat that would be as nice as this one for two years now. Each year I start off thinking it is too early then when I realise I really need to get one everything nice has gone. Last year I tried on every coat in Lincolnshire (well, close) but my best friend Maria who is my shopping partner (rightly) stopped me buying any of them. They were all too big/made me look fat/ old/ etc. So I still don't have one. If only I really had a fur coat like the one in my picture all my clothes worries would go away. I have the same profile as Mary Plain but without the advantages of natural living fur.

7:22 PM  
Blogger Dr. Rob said...

Whilst I would question the need to buy a new coat, even when the old one (probably bought in a sale last year to SAVE money) is perfectly servicable and still moderatly fashionable, even I would be begging my wife to buy a new coat after 17 years (and not cleaned!!!).

17 years ago:

Tiffany I Think We're Alone Now Jan 1988
Yazz & The Plastic Population The Only Way Is Up Jul 1988
Phil Collins A Groovy Kind Of Love Sep 1988
Hollies He Ain't Heavy He's My Brother (re-issue) Sep 1988

were at the top of the charts

Margaret Thatcher was still Prime Minister

Maurice Allais (1911 - ) won the Nobel Prize in Economics....

Need I say more....

How ever good you think this coat may be give it to the homeless - or sell it on ebay as a historical relic - you deserve better. (Even on the pittance our employer pays us TK MAXX is quite good you know)

8:13 AM  
Blogger Joolz said...

DrRob can be so damned heartless. He may be proud, but D'arcy he is NOT.
Now, pushing him, rightly, to the side, I would like to thank Simply Clare for this most marvellous and informative coat post.
I am very impressed with its swishines and with SC's description thereof.
I love the helpful notes regarding pockets, hamsters and cats. Very helpful as I would not have thought of picking a coat with those uses in mind; now these criteria will be moved to the top.
I tried on a red cat last year and did not buy as I did not want to carry it.
I will never make that error again as I dream of that red coat.
I am going to look for a coat to buy next week and will report back.

3:50 PM  
Blogger guy said...

It's a lovely coat. But coat or not, I'd love to skidoo too.

6:44 PM  
Blogger Simply Clare said...

Thank you Dr Joolz, Mary Plain and Guy for your supportive comments.Dr Rob has very little pazzazzzzz obviously, and wouldn't know true style if it flicked him on the head (unlike us of course).

Good luck with the coat Dr J. A red one would be fabulous.

9:59 PM  
Blogger Joolz said...

Ha ha I have just seen my typo - a lovely red cat!!!!
Well to the jaybad.

8:15 PM  

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