It's getting tough out there. Feeling the pinch?

Rosa_Damascena

1st December and meteorological winter has arrived. 

I am celebrating by wearing double thermals under my clothes, have cracked open the Baileys and Waitrose mince pies. Am a bit disappointed with the latter, I've had so much better for less. But good on you @Madusa for getting the ref7nd. 

Wednesday2000

Rosa_Damascena said:

1st December and meteorological winter has arrived. 

It is chilly! I'm watching the football and popped out to the shop at half time and the temps have really dropped since this afternoon. My house felt quite warm when I got home, though.

Will have to get a hot water bottle out for tonight.

ladyholly

My husband was born in 1949 and never wears anything but jeans except for weddings, funerals etc.

freyasmum

Meteorological winter, perhaps - but I have echinacea in bloom! 

Speaking of thermals, I can recommend the M&S Heat Gen Extra Warmth leggings, under a pair of the primark extra cosy ones - they keep me toasty while my youngest is playing football! 

newlywed

Put the extra quilt on today, for our all seasons quilt. Definitely feels more like winter today. Will save the extra blankets for when it’s colder though.

I get overly warm in the night and push them all off anyway!

Longwalker

Woolsery said:

Pollycat said:

YorksLass said:

I was born in 1949 when trousers were a "no-no" for girls/ladies and always wore dresses or skirts until I was in my 50s - fast forward to my 70+ years and I'm always in trousers/leggings/jeans.  I don't have any dresses at all but do have a few skirts that see the light of day during warmer weather

I wore Levi jeans (and DMs monkey boots) when I was 17/18.

But did you sit in the bath and shrink them to fit, like we did? Then we'd put them on the draining board and give them a good hard scrub with Vim! Nobody wore brand-new looking jeans.

Sadly, by the late 60s, Levis were no longer quite the same. They didn't go stiff like cardboard as they dried, or wear as well. Maybe the company began pursuing more profitable customers with sensitive skin?

We used to buy jeans from Dickie Dirts in it was either the Kings Road or Fulham road. Was a disused cinema taken over by the jeans warehouse. Jeans of every size , shape and colour. So you  knew were a size 6 or 8 ( those were the days ) and you went through the store, picking the jeans you liked the look off - in your size, and one size up and one size down - differing sizes is nothing new, and head off to the changing room.Could easily spend three hours in there to find THE PAIR. Home on the bus with blue hands and legs and black fingernails - denim wasnt colour washed back then, get in, on with the jeans and into the bath of hot water to shrink them to fit like a glove

Legs were blue for days

Denim was defo a lot more hard wearing in the 70s, but then lycra hadn't been invented, hence the sitting in the bath

Woolsery

ladyholly said:

My husband was born in 1949 and never wears anything but jeans except for weddings, funerals etc.

The last funeral I went to, I was in gum boots and jeans. It was a field/woodland burial. The wind and rain added to the atmosphere and everyone was steaming in the local pub where the wake was held. The deceased had been very specific about the informality, and despite his insistence we should have 'a good knees-up' there were very few dry eyes that day.

YoungBlueEyes

My father always wore proper trousers and good shirts even after he retired. Then when my sis was diagnosed with type1 diabetes and Reynaud's (sp?) and started wearing fleecy joggy bottoms at home for the heat and comfort that's in them he decided he wanted a pair - and that was it, he never looked back. 

For his birthday one year - his 80th maybe... - I got him some sheepskin slipper boot things and he wore them everywhere, even out shopping/socialising. He was in a wheelchair his last few years and I was pushing him everywhere so he didn't need shoes really, but he never wanted to be "properly dressed" when he much preferred his New Look. 

annieb64

I wore walking boots to my Dad's funeral. It snowed and the path between the car park and church was treacherous. It had changed to freezing rain by the time the service was over but the cemetery was slush and mud everywhere . 

The funeral was in December 2020 so numbers were limited and we had booked into a Travel Lodge for two nights. After the funeral we stopped at the supermarket to buy a bottle of whisky and ordered a takeaway pizza.

ladyholly

annieb64 said:

I wore walking boots to my Dad's funeral. It snowed and the path between the car park and church was treacherous. It had changed to freezing rain by the time the service was over but the cemetery was slush and mud everywhere . 

The funeral was in December 2020 so numbers were limited and we had booked into a Travel Lodge for two nights. After the funeral we stopped at the supermarket to buy a bottle of whisky and ordered a takeaway pizza.

That sounds like the perfect wake to me. All the funerals we seem to attend are at the local crem. so formal shoes are fine.