With a sob I have to report the demise of my body warmer.
It had loads of life left in it and had been trained to leap off the coat hook with a simple whistle. Maybe it needed a “little” wash and perhaps a good spray of DDT but it was ‘me shaped’ and comfy. OK the zip was a little sticky (as was the neck) but I call that field conditioning.
Anyway, very sneakily, SWMBO managed to prise it off my back, without me noticing, and after emptying the ½ tonne of very useful items (except she called it crap) scattered through the pockets it was dumped unceremoniously into the nearest SKIP.
Now I thought of retrieving it the old-fashioned way.
BUT I got “the look”.
Come-on guys, we’ve all experienced it, even Mr Macho has at some time.
The steady gaze, the “Just you dare” tilt of the chin.