Weekword/Fave Friday Mashup

Allie in Londonland picked this week's word: comfort.

Five Favourite Comfy Clothings

1. My red fleecey trousers. I bought these in Bugle Boy when I was living in Vegas, in 2000, and they really should have gone for ragging now, but there is no way I can get rid of them. They have a small shiny patch on them from where I caught them with the end of a cigarette once, when I used to wear them outside; and the folded over waist band has come unstitched to reveal the cord most of the way around; but they are the warmest, snuggliest things EVER. In the winter they go on almost as soon as I get in, usually under whatever dress/skirt I have been wearing.
Unfortunately, all fleecey loungewear these days seems to be in pastels, or neutrals. I am not a pastels/neautrals person. I will keep looking.

2. Duvet Duck Slippers. I never wore slippers, until I got a pair of these. Like mini foot duvets. Genius.

3. M&S Faux Uggs. I know they are bad for my feet, but they have not collapsed the way real Uggs seem to. However, my mission this winter is to find a more supportive pair of boots that are just as comfortable.

4. Big Purple Treasure Island jacket. Another thing which has lasted since Vegas: Frankie (Father Hand's woman) gave me this when I was living there. It is a quarter zip pullover affair and I sometimes wear it skiing; but it is my go-to jacket if I am going to work and it is tipping it down and blowing a gale.

5. Ancient Cotton Traders jumper. This was once Mother Hand's but it is HOOGE. It has definitely grown over time. It's a heavy cotton knit, navy with a US flag on the front. Carol Smilie used to wear one of Changing Rooms. The side seams have split from the underarms on both sides and I haven't been bothered to stitch them up; but this goes on over the red fleecey trousers on days when I need to feel cozy quickly.

That last once was a toss up between the jumper and an even older C&A man's cardigan that used to be Father Hand's. I appropriated it when he hopped the pond, reasoning that he had no need of it as a desert dweller. However, the cardigan makes me sneeze when I put it on again after a while, so the jumper wins. Funny, though, that I thought of parental cast offs first. I have the snuggliest, warmest woollen cardigan I knitted myself but I didn't even think of that until now. That's got to be something pyschological.

Allie picked a good word this week; today it has finally got chilly. The rest of the week has felt very muggy to me and I have spent the days sweating in my classroom, but today, finally, there was no need to throw open all the windows and I had my first Take-off-your-coat/But-it's-cold-in-here tete a tete with a pupil. I actually regretted not wearing a coat to work myself. Bring on the winter! And the clock change: never are the dark mornings more unwelcome than in these last months of BST.

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And a big thank you for the comments in the last few weeks. I am not very good at commenting back, but it is on my to do list.