Wednesday, December 01, 2010

Glove to hate you

Today's topic is gloves.

Do you own gloves? How do you get on with them?

I don't own gloves. I have had some in the past, but we just don't mix. The thing with wearing gloves is, you can't function properly. You can't count out change, you don't feel things through them, you can't smoke properly, fiddle with keys, etc. Plus, I always lose them. So I don't wear them.

I'd like to have a pair of leather gloves ripe for murdering with, or perhaps some backless brown chamois driving gloves. It's more likely I'd have mittens on a string. Mrs F-C has gloves coming out of her ears.

But me and gloves, we don't get on. Could have done with some today though, it's bitter.

On a warming note, we got some surprise Quality Street-type carol singers in the office today courtesy of a TV channel, who came bearing gifts of champagne, mince pies, chocs and spiced biscuits. Though it was but 10.30, it made the heart glad. And now it's offically Christmas, it's time to wheel out all the old Christmas tunes.

 

10 comments:

Simon said...

Having got a new winter coat last year where the pockets are in just the wrong places for suitable hand warming duties I'm gloved up this year. Fleecy lined brown ones from Canada for ultimate warmth, and also some fingerless woolly ones for when mobile digits are required.

Nice to get Christmassy visitors at work - anyone trying that here would probably never make it past reception or have to be declared as a gift.

Still, we were eating chocolate money last night so feel Christmassy by default now.

Suzy Norman said...

I've had all sorts of gloves over the years, leather driving ones, red fleecy ones, mittons...this year I thought I'd try fingerless ones but they're next to useless. I got fed up of not being able to find change/keys/oyster cards so wanted to have my fingers free. Useless though.

Ishouldbeworking said...

I have the perfect pair of elegant long black jersey gloves, which do up with a line of smart little pearly press-studs. They are from Agnés B and were a birthday present, and they make me look like Kim Novak from the wrists down.

Unfortunately they're not all that warm, but that's not the point.

Mondo said...

I used to wear open-backers, similar to those pictured, as a nipper - inspired by Tony Curtis in The Persuaders. Bin-men gloves were tendy late seventies (good for skateboarding). Eighties it was all fingerless but hopeless - either knitted or suede. Until in 87 when a dear old aunt sent me the perfect pair. Thin-fit like the pics, but thermal cotton on top/leather underneath. I can do everything: fiddle for tickets, sort out loose change, operate an mp3, even type on a Blackberry - and still fit my hands in my pockets.

A couple of years ago I lost one on the way to work. Gutted - but luckily found it on the way home again.

It's been 23 years now and me and my ol' mitts are still marching on.

Five-Centres said...

Wow, 23 years with the same pair of gloves. That's got to be a record for anyone, surely?

Matthew Rudd said...

Gloves are impossible for texting and for, er, cleaning up after one's dogs. So I never wear them, even in the bitterest of conditions. Hands in pockets until their usage is absolutely necessary.

Mondo said...

Damart rang a bell. I've just checked and found the exact same pair for sale. Treat yourself FC. Turns out their ladies ones after all(ho hum), but you'd never guess...

Clair said...

Gloves, hats - love 'em. Any excuse to wear them, as I hate feeling cold.

Simon said...

Used to wear fingerless gloves, with an old battered Crombie left over from my Mod days and a Greek fisherman's cap. Looked like I should have been in The Pogues circa 86-87. Could smoke perfectly (ie like a poser) in those old fingerless. Miss em.

Otherwise, hate gloves...

Lee Slator said...

I tend to wear gloves as I have pretty bad circulation in my hands. They go a very deep shade of blue when it does turn cold.

They are annoying though. Difficult to handle anything with. When I need keys or money, I tend to take the left one off to do whatevers necessary.

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