Yep, that right there's what I wear when I work in the garden.
Update Thanks to R-man for sending along a link to the full advertisement:
"There are countless horrible things happening all over the world and horrible people prospering, but we must never allow them to disturb our equanimity or deflect us from our sacred duty to sabotage and annoy them whenever possible." -Auberon Waugh
Swap the earth tones for blue and it was my 1960s high school uniform.
ReplyDeleteDark blue and blue-black.
ReplyDeleteCan't quite make out what Mrs. Paco's garden attire is, though.
ReplyDeleteHere's a better view.
She's quite stylish in the garden, too. ;-)
Bruce: Complete with straw boater? Pretty natty!
ReplyDeleteR-Man: Thanks for the link. In reality, I fear that Mrs. Paco and I are somewhat less elegant-looking when we do our gardening.
I think he's just reading the instructions to her and is about to hand over the tools while he goes out for a three-martini lunch.
ReplyDeleteA&A: Haw! Those were the days, alright!
ReplyDeleteI fear that Mrs. Paco and I are somewhat less elegant-looking when we do our gardening.
ReplyDeleteElagance is in the eye of the beholder, right? If you just had the Kuppenheimer clothes, and with your hourglass physique, you'd look just as elegant as the man in the ad.
Hourglass physique. Ummm...yeah, about that. I think what I have now is more like a mantle clock physique.
ReplyDeleteMr. Paco sir, and Mrs. P, I have no doubt that your sartorial choices of attire when gardening would make J. Packington proud.
ReplyDeleteOh yes I think our year were the last to be required to wear straw boaters in our first year of high school. Only a couple survived until the end of first term. I recall you could put a nifty plastic cover them which kept your upper body out of the rain. But I never got a chance to try it out as older boys would play frisbee with them - some sort of initiation.
ReplyDeleteLooks like the cover for a P.G.Wodehouse book. Bertie tries his hand at gardening (and disaster inevitably ensues). Psmith gains new employment (and while not disastrous, much mayhem ensues). Bingo Little falls in love (again, with predictably disastrous results).
ReplyDeleteThe man's far too well turned out to be Ukridge. Could very well be one of the many Mulliners.
We were the classy private school of the area, actually a Catholic school trying hard, hence fancy uniforms.
ReplyDeleteJust over the railway tracks was the state school where Mick and Angus Young of AC/DC were students. They were very short if I recall, like a lot of postwar Scottish migrants - malnutrition? I used to wonder, who were these two small guys carrying big guitar cases, when we crossed paths at the railway station (no special school buses).
Angus made his school uniform part of his stage act.
Stephen: It does look like that, doesn't it! Very definitely Psmith.
ReplyDeleteCool story, Bruce!
ReplyDeleteI actually have a Kuppenheimer tie, that my father-in-law gave me many years ago.
ReplyDeleteWelcome, Mr. Bill! It runs against the stereotype, but I actually loved getting neckties as gifts.
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