One of the special things about London in September is that the shooting season opened mid-August, affording the visitor the opportunity to eat roasted birds with some of the buckshot still in them. The only thing that seems to have changed over the years is how much better the preparations have gotten. It may not be Paris but a man can eat very, very well here these days.
Eating has been on my mind since my fitting at Davies & Son the other day, for though I have not gained weight, the pounds continue to attempt to redistribute themselves around my middle to the dismay of my trousers' waistbands. Once providing ample room, they have shrunk to the point that I could wear them with a belt if they had belt loops. Time to take action.
The pieces that Peter Harvey was kind enough to have ready for my visit reflect the current trends in my wardrobe, those being suburban clothes and city odd jackets (you thought I was going to say tighter waistbands didn't you?). There was a conservative dark brown jacket and trousers from H. Lesser's Golden Bale for travel, and though it remains to be seen how appropriate they will be for Petaluma I will definitely be able to wear them around Florence and the rest of Italy. And then there was the gray odd jacket in the photo that was commissioned for informal wear in town.
The gray is the result of my resolution to limit my city jackets to that color and to blues, and the coat is made from some of John Hardy's 10 ounce/300 gram glen checked cashmere. Unless we are having one of our rare brilliant days, when San Francisco looks as if it is set in the Mediterranean, gray blends best with concrete and overcast skies.
This particular coat was close to perfect, needing not much more than an adjustment to the length of one sleeve. Unlike my waistline, I had nothing to grouse about.
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That's a beautiful cloth! The grey and brown combo is great for both city and country.
One does not shoot birds with buckshot.
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