Just looking at this picture, taken at noon on Friday, makes me happy. Flannel, tweed, merino, cotton, suede. I love fall’s clothing. The shirt is a microcheck and the coat’s pattern is much larger as you can see. The solid sweater makes it easier on the eyes. What really makes me smile is the relative tidiness of the dining room. Somehow, over the last two days, every last square foot of the Manse has been upturned. I am sitting in a pile of rubble, typing, much like the stalwart secretary on Savile Row who propped her typewriter up in the street on the wreckage surrounding her after the house had been destroyed during the Blitz and continued to send orders.
For the next three days, I’m going to try to set the situation to rights. So please dig around the archives, there are a number of good posts back there. I’ll also take the opportunity to début a new blog about “home economics”, for lack of a better term. Stay tuned.