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Thursday, February 2, 2012

My Poacher's Jacket

Glamorous it certainly ain't, this I freely admit, but I wouldn't swap my dear old padded jacket, not for all the hat boxes in Jurby Junk, not even if they came with that gramophone I've been eyeing up, stacked up on the top.

It's far, far too big, which inadvertently proved a great asset to me in the January my youngest was born, seeing as how I could still fasten up all the poppers, with plenty room besides to thrust my hands deep in to the pockets.

Thing is, my youngest has just turned fifteen, and sadly, unlike her ladyship, my comfy old rag is now starting to show all the signs of wear and tear from those generous years of loyal service.

The stitching is unravelling, bits of padding is poking through, and even I have to admit I'm beginning to look more and more like Peggy from out of "Heartbeat", than the smart, young fashionable, would-be horse-woman I once fancied myself as. (I apologise to those outside the UK who haven't a clue as to what I am wittering on about here, but just take my word on it, our Peggy is not the type of woman anyone happily wants to be mistaken for.)

But how on earth will I manage to replace it? The inner pockets can possibly slip six twenty-pound salmon's in there. (I say possibly, because I want to make it perfectly, absolutely and crystal clear here, I have never, of course, ever actually tried to. To date.) But there you see, those inner pockets are sooo darn useful.

If ever I feel the need for a jaunt out with my camera, forget the old kit bag, I have a separate pocket for every lens, battery, hairbrush (well, it gets windy out), emergency lipstick, credit cards, phone, flask of brandy tea - whatever, you name it, I'm a walking port-a-house. And then of course it's so darned warm too, the wind rarely pierces my boney bum with that kind of body armour wrapped about it.

The fondest memory I have of it is on the year when the biker boys were on their annual stay. We had tickets to see "The Who" during TT week, which was held inside a vast Marquee tent, set up with it's own hugely over-priced bars. Scores of us filed through security to be patted down for illegal booze. No one dared to frisk the seemingly heavily preggie lady with the bunch of neer-do-wells at her side. (Each and every other one of those beside me were though - teehee.) I managed to smuggle a whole box of wine and two six-packs of beer through, without so much as a raised eyebrow. (Mind, I did sweat someone might recall me on the way out again, asking where I'd dumped the freshly-birthed new-born.)

Ahhh, so, so many happy days this jacket and I have shared.

Sure, I know it sorely needs chucking, there are no arguments left standing for me to continue to hang on to this thing.

Except.

Well.

No need for haste, eh?

Maybe I'll just retire it to a peg in the back of the cloakroom for a little bit first..

Come on you guys, I know I am not alone here - fess up, what is it you can't bear to bring yourself to part with? Everyone has something, and after all, it's only fair.. I've already gone and shown you mine.
A

59 comments:

mrsnesbitt said...

I am a big fan of M&S Per Uno - managed the same coat for £20 from Oxfam - love it! Great for walking Freida! Yep £20 well spent!

Tabor said...

I have several things...but I never wear them, so there is NO excuse for me to save them. Your lovely head of yellow hair would make an old Army Jacket look terrific!

Al Penwasser said...

I can't bear to part with my old flight suit. My time for flying has long since receded in the past, but I insist on retaining it in the back of my old closet. In case I'm ever called upon to once more fight evil in the world.
Sorta like a geriatric Batman.
I also couldn't bear to part with "Little Al" and "the twins." But, I better not take a picture of those. Some things I just don't show ladies. Except my wife. But, hey, she has only herself to blame. After all, she's the one who said, "I do."

mythopolis said...

You look hot, girl! : ) I think your salmon-poaching, beer-toting jacket is wonderful! Also the hat is to die for!

Personally, I live in this sweater I bought second-hand, all winter long! It is grey cashmere and I even sleep in it! It has about a half dozen moth-eaten holes in it, and one elbow is completely worn out. I also have several pairs of flannel pajama pants I wear all winter long! Night and day. I have gone grocery shopping shamelessly flaunting my green plaid pajama pants and my sweater! Live free, or die! That's what I say!
(By the way, that landscape you are standing in the middle of is almost as good looking as you!)

JeannetteLS said...

A skirt my friend gave to me as a going away present, from 1996. I wear it the way some people wear sweat pants around the house. It is disintegrating. I don't care.

A little top--it's peach and the jersey edges are frayed. My late daughter and I bought matching tops in 1993. I still have it and I wear it at least once a year... usually with the skirt above.

I think those are the two things I can't let go of, that have not quite reached unwearable.

You are beautiful no matter what's on you. Keep the jacket. The memories alone are worth wearing it.

Bijoux said...

Wow! The box of wine/WHO story is a classic! I have a few clothing items I can't bear to let go of - one being a boxy '80's shoulder padded jacket circa David Byrne. Someone will haver to pry it from my dead hands some day!

Secret Agent Woman said...

I still have my PE jacket with my high school name on the back - from 30 years ago!

Anna L R said...

Oh God I have one of those jackets too, and I cannot believe how many times I tried to get rid off, yet I found my save washing and drying and putting back in the closet. Thanks for the reminder, and hope all is well. You look awesome. Anna :)

Ms. A said...

I rarely get rid of anything. I still have the pea coat my Dad gave me, when I was a very young girl.

The wear and tear just shows everyone how much your jacket is loved and used.

AND, I know I've said it before, but the area surrounding you in your photo, is HEAVENLY!

Leslie: said...

It looks good to me! And I am a GREAT fan of "Heartbeat" - it was absolutely heartbreaking 2 weeks ago when Kate died leaving Nick with the baby! I was sobbing! Haven't seen Peggy in it lately, though.

Well, we booked our flight and it appears we'll be in your neighbourhood Aug 22-23...the ferry doesn't get in until 10 pm though - hope that isn't a problem. Then we'll catch the afternoon ferry out and stay in Liverpool 2 nights before heading east to visit with Denise et al. More details to come...SO excited!

Dave said...

Yes Carol, I guess we all have something we like to cling to. My wife would probably say hers is me, and I was thinking the same for her, after 48 years of marriage. But I know what you mean, and my garage is probably full of such things - Dave

Rock Chef said...

You will find it near impossible to replace a coat like that - get yourself a good needle and thread and make a few repairs!

Things I can't part with? Where to start? I am a compulsive hoarder who finds it hard to part with anything! Think this is probably best off as a post on my own blog!

Furtheron said...

Poachers jackets... funny... Only after I stopped drinking did I discover the source of their popularity with certain of my brethren... You see those pockets - very useful to hold larger than average bottles!

One friend had one with pockets on both sides - this was important as he had scotch in the left and vodka on the right - he then drank from each in turn... this he thought kept him "in balance"...

So - fine a recently sober friend of mine somewhere they are likely to have one that might to the trick and it might be good for them to part with it... :-)

Shrinky said...

Sounds like you bagged yourself quite a bargain there, Denise.

Shrinky said...

Hi there Tabor, since my sweet Sam has been helping out at a charity shop, I've finally managed to part with reams of those clothes that filled my wardrobe, but never wore in years - ahhh, what a relief! And, ooooh, me toes are a-curling up in tickled delight at the lovely comment you've left! (x)

Shrinky said...

Well Al, I'd hate the thought of that geriatric Batman losing his little Al, too - tho' I'm pretty glad he only comes out for your wife..

bill lisleman said...

Everyone keeps some old clothes don't they? It's wearing them that can appear odd. Just after you mentioned the multiple salmon capacity I thought of smuggling. Good thing you were able to successfully test that feature. I have old uniforms and a t-shirt from my military days. I happen to mention wearing an old sweater in my current post.

Akelamalu said...

I have a superwarm padded jacket that I love but it's stuffed with down/feathers and every time I wear it I end up with feathers stuck to my knitwear.

Joanna Jenkins said...

Absolutely, positively, do NOT toss your beloved jacket. It's fantastic.
xoxo jj

Jeaux said...

I understand completely. I don't know why I can't give these up. As my friend Jef observed: "They look comfortable, but a tad too dressy for jeans."

Love the hat!

Al Penwasser said...

Well, that's only when she turns on the Bat Signal. She keeps telling me she needs to go to Home Depot to pick up some light bulbs.
I'm starting to get suspicious.

chewy said...

Hang it on the peg. Peggy. (tease) I really don't understand why most fashion designers don't include inside pockets on women's jackets and suit coats.

My 3/4 length men's leather coat has 3 inside pockets (camera, business card case, notepad & pen), two breast pockets (eyeglasses & gum), two side slit hand pockets (gloves, tissues), and one small zip pocket on each sleeve (which I used to put tampons in, but I don't need those anymore). PLUS a jersey fabric hoodie which snaps on and off. LOVE IT.

Shammickite said...

we watch Heartbeat on this side of the pond too.

Shrinky said...

Oh Dan, what a fine figure you must cut down the biscuit aisle (I'm still laughing). You don't know how lucky you are. I can't even get away with wearing my nightshirt around this house, well, not without an ear-bashing. My eldest, when he was home over Christmas, had a steady stream of visitors coming over - they never knock, and as I've known these 20yr olds since forever, they usually pop their head round my door to say hi on their way to his room. Matt was recently MORTIFIED to discover me chatting in the kitchen to a mate of his, he later pulled me aside and told me in no uncertain terms to cover up - apparently I was showing far too much leg - bloody cheek, it was way past midnight (I'd been fixing a midnight snack) in my own house, for heavens sake, who expects to be ambushed at that time of night?? I can't wait to follow in your example once I find a way to change all these locks!

Middle Child said...

Hey you are talking to a woman who has just unpacked 34 years of stuff after my interstate move... whatever you can name I probably have it and treasure it - but might not notice if it didn't arrive until ten years on i will wail,"where is my..."
Keep the coat - you could have the stitching reparied if it is really falling apart

sage said...

I've got some jackets like that--i have an old rain jacket that was "duct-taped up" after a fall when portage canoe back in 1992... Still have it, I've replaced the duct tape a few times and only two years ago did I finally buy a new jacket to wear when in the wilderness during wet weather.

Shrinky said...

Jeannette, I fully understand the value that little top must hold for you, I imagine the memory it conjures is priceless - and what a sweet tale about the skirt, I think I would treasure it too.

Shrinky said...

Ha Bijoux, if they do, I'm betting you will only come back to haunt them!

Shrinky said...

Awww, Secret Agent, that's sweet - and I'm guessing it still fits you, too?

Shrinky said...

Hey there Anna, how are you my friend? It's good to know I am far from alone on this (smile).

Shrinky said...

Oh my goodness Ms. A., I can't imagine how precious that pea-green coat must be to you - what a lovely keepsake to have. Mehh, yeah the isle is pretty - but only because of all the bloomin' RAIN it gets.. it's piddling it down as I speak!

Shrinky said...

Hi there Leslie, oh, you DO get Heartbeat? Ah, I see you are only on series one at present - Peggy doesn't make an appearance for a little while yet - she is larger than life (grin)! Those dates are fine, and 10pm is no problem, the ferry terminal is only a five minute drive from me - I shall email you!

Shrinky said...

Oh my Dave, 48 years? Wow, you don't even have to serve that for murder, over here (wink)!

Shrinky said...

I might hold you to that, RC! Oh, and yeah, I have, LOADS of times..

Shrinky said...

Furtheron, haaaaaaaaaaa, that slays me - yup, I can really see how that would work.. now don't be giving me any ideas here!

Shrinky said...

Hi Bill, ha, so you did at that, how's that for great minds thinking alike? And um, oooh, I always did likes me a man in uniform.. (grin)

Shrinky said...

Hi Ake, yikes, that sounds a bit of a pain - I have one of those fluffy jumpers that sheds all over my outfit, like that - much as I love it, I have to confess I rarely use the darn thing because of it.

Shrinky said...

Ahhhh, thank you JJ, uyou are a fine woman of good taste!

Shrinky said...

Hello Jeaux, my friend - oh my, how elegant, you must be quite the stylish man about town - um, well, at the very least turn a few heads..? Either way, you are always utterly priceless!

Shrinky said...

If you ask me Al, I think she's a very bright spark to get out there whilst she can (wink).

Shrinky said...

Y'know Chewy, I had never thought about it before, but you're so dead on there - guys ALWAYS have lots of inner pockets designed into their jackets, don't they? Maybe it harks back to the days when all women lugged enormous handbags about with them? I virtually never use one, like a good many of us don't these-days. Perhaps the designers think ALL of us girlies are too obsessed about looking chunky or wide of the hip, if we dare to stuff pockets with what we want to carry around? Love the sound of that coat of yours (grin).

Shrinky said...

So I've just heard, Shammickite! However, I think it isn't until the third series in that Peggy makes her entrance.

Shrinky said...

Hi there Therese, how did the move go, are you all unpacked yet? Lord, I honestly wouldn't know where to start trying to pack up all the tons of usless essentials we have, to move. It was bad enough last time around!

Shrinky said...

Well, that just confirms what I suspected all along, Sage, you are a man after my own heart there!

Ami said...

Go get a new one similar to the old one. Keep the old one until the new one is sort of comfy. Then continue to keep the old one.

What's the difference of one extra coat in the house?

:)

CiCi said...

You did a good job describing the many uses of your favorite coat.

Probably the things I have for a very long time are my Ugg boots. So cozy and comfy and lasting many years.

Fenstar de Luxe said...

I've got some gorgeous suits from my corporate days that won't fit me ever again, but I can't bring myself to throw them out. One day...

~Babs said...

Keep that coat!
You'll be sorry if you don't, and you know it!
When packing to move here, I tried to toss a pair of perfectly horrific
New Balance shoes that were (gasp) almost 20 years old. I ran and grabbed them from the trash early the next morning, and, (much to my daughter's shame) I'm still wearing them.
Falling
A P A R T,,,,
and I cry just thinking about when they're finally gone.I probably will be too.

YELLOWDOG GRANNY said...

I have a knitted sweater that my best friend Shady Lane's mother made for me about 15 years ago. one button is missing, there is a tear under one arm ...it's all stretched out of shape and I love it..warm soft and snuggly..wouldn't trade it for anything.

Shrinky said...

Ach Ami, I've tried replacing it numerous times, but I always end up going back to that comfy old rag - they don't make 'em like they used to!

Shrinky said...

Hi CiCi, yeah, you can't beat a set of comfy boots, I'm with you on that one.

Shrinky said...

Oh Fen, that reminds me of all the precious tiny-waisted suits I used to have for work, too - after I quit and had kids, I gained 3 stone, and they wouldn't go near me - but still I refused to part with them. Finally, one day I bit the bullet and gave them to the charity shop. Wouldn't you believe it? I only went and shed all the frickin' weight the year after.. hmph.

Shrinky said...

I love the sound of those old shoes, Babs - maybe you should put up a post with a pic of them, like you, they sound a lot of fun!

Shrinky said...

Aw JackieSue, why would anyone want to part with such a gorgeous comfort garment such as that? I'll bet you'll still find wear for it for at least another 20yrs down the line.

Suldog said...

There is nothing quite so comforting as a comfortable old piece of clothing. Hang on to it with your dear life!

Grayquill said...

Hmmm... when you started talking about babies and such, I got scared and thought you might be like some ladies I know and ask...do you think this makes me look ____?
As for the saving thing...don't you have a dog that would love an old coat to lounge around on?
As for us men hanging on to stuff...I can't remember….. my wife just tosses stuff when I am not looking and then she denies it vehemently. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not accusing her of anything – I’ve learned that lesson.

Shrinky said...

I always knew you talked a lot of sense, Sully!

Shrinky said...

Oh GQ, you have made me laugh - yup, 'tis us women's mission in life to ensure we eject all that stoopid stuff you guys hide away forever, er, not that we dare to fess up to it often..!

Grayquill said...

I feel so honored - I was last