Intrepid Wheelwoman
New Member
There are some chaps who build cyclekarts who have invited me to go to the Roycroft Trophy Races (see poster below). They will be bringing along their cars and I started to wonder if I'd have enough of the Colombe velocar completed in time to take along with me. More than likely my daughter would let me borrow her car and apparently the race track is close at hand, but far enough away from nasty cities so I won't have to worry about traffic lights, roundabouts and rabid car drivers.
Then I found out about the bit where they're encouraging folk to wear period costume. Should be no problem I thought and went to look for my cloche hat. In actual fact it's a modern interpretation on a cloche hat, but it is very nice and it's been my posh hat ever since i first started working as a social worker last century. In fact I bought it with one of my first pays and it was a solid standby for posh occasions as well as funerals.
Only when I went to look for it in my wardrobe it wasn't there. On racking my brains I had to admit to myself that I hadn't seen it for a long while, - possibly not since I was packing up everything to move here to the Hauraki District.
Arrrgh, -NOBODY DIE ! - I HAVEN'T GOT MY HAT !
Nothing for it, I have to face the fact that I've lost my posh hat during the move. BOTHER!
Trying to find a replacement in my size was completely fruitless because a decent cloche hat isn't cheap, Chaps don't realise how difficult it is to dress up posh, especially retro posh which is the only way to dress posh in my book.
I went to look for my proper posh shoes (I only got one pair), remembering that I'd loaned then to my daughter to go somewhere or another that her generation likes to go. More horrors, - I don't know what she did to them, but nothing short of emergency surgery under the hands of a skilled cobbler is going to save them.
Trouble is the only cobbler in the area shut his doors long ago.
You gentlemen think you've got it bad with sons wanting to borrow the car, - well daughters want to borrow shoes which is an even worse disaster!
I wonder if I can dress as a man?
Hum........... no that's a silly idea.
Wot about the cheese cutter cap and aviators goggles thing. Nice jumper and long skirt with a jacket. Boots? - yes I have boots, - need a clean though.
Perhaps I can say I gotta go to Greenland urgently, - so sorry I can't go racing with you chaps.
Being invited out is a pain
Then I found out about the bit where they're encouraging folk to wear period costume. Should be no problem I thought and went to look for my cloche hat. In actual fact it's a modern interpretation on a cloche hat, but it is very nice and it's been my posh hat ever since i first started working as a social worker last century. In fact I bought it with one of my first pays and it was a solid standby for posh occasions as well as funerals.
Only when I went to look for it in my wardrobe it wasn't there. On racking my brains I had to admit to myself that I hadn't seen it for a long while, - possibly not since I was packing up everything to move here to the Hauraki District.
Arrrgh, -NOBODY DIE ! - I HAVEN'T GOT MY HAT !
Nothing for it, I have to face the fact that I've lost my posh hat during the move. BOTHER!
Trying to find a replacement in my size was completely fruitless because a decent cloche hat isn't cheap, Chaps don't realise how difficult it is to dress up posh, especially retro posh which is the only way to dress posh in my book.
I went to look for my proper posh shoes (I only got one pair), remembering that I'd loaned then to my daughter to go somewhere or another that her generation likes to go. More horrors, - I don't know what she did to them, but nothing short of emergency surgery under the hands of a skilled cobbler is going to save them.
Trouble is the only cobbler in the area shut his doors long ago.
You gentlemen think you've got it bad with sons wanting to borrow the car, - well daughters want to borrow shoes which is an even worse disaster!
I wonder if I can dress as a man?
Hum........... no that's a silly idea.
Wot about the cheese cutter cap and aviators goggles thing. Nice jumper and long skirt with a jacket. Boots? - yes I have boots, - need a clean though.
Perhaps I can say I gotta go to Greenland urgently, - so sorry I can't go racing with you chaps.
Being invited out is a pain
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