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Sundae · 08-03-2011, 09:22 AM

I fit in very well in Great Yarmouth.
The locals and Southern tourists were dressed up like Mum & Dad.
I was dressed as if I was on the Costa Del Sol (Southern Spanish resort)

But a lot of tourists in Gt Yarmouth are Northerners.
They've never seen the sun before.
So that glowing ball in the sky is at once peculiar and surprisingly hot.
In Newcastle young people wear enough to keep them legal on nights out, and not much more. Ditto Manchester and Blackpool. That's darting around the country, but I'm going by personal experience.

Again, tongue in cheek, certainly no criticism meant.

I can deal with temps into the minus figures (centigrade) without a coat. Which makes me a freak of nature. I have nothing to prove except that I carry too much insulation.

But we rarely even get that these days.
I have three layers of outside clothing.
Sorry, four.
1. No, Mum I am NOT putting anything else on, I will melt!
2. My trusty black wool cloak, except children try to hide under it during my lunchtime supervision
3. An actual jacket - white, with fake fur trimmed pockets, which I bought when I realised the hiding issue as above
4. A pink sheepskin coat which I can only wear for about 10 days a year and can never walk in, as the speed I walk warms me up far too much to carry something that cosy.

I like coats & jackets like I like shoes.
Lovely, lovely, lovely.... oh dear, completely impractical and a waste of money.
Outer clothing makes me die of over-heating, shoes slowly bleed me to death by raw blisters.

08-03-2011, 09:22 AM	#3734
Sundae polaroid of perfection Join Date: Sep 2005 Location: West Yorkshire Posts: 24,185	I fit in very well in Great Yarmouth. The locals and Southern tourists were dressed up like Mum & Dad. I was dressed as if I was on the Costa Del Sol (Southern Spanish resort) But a lot of tourists in Gt Yarmouth are Northerners. They've never seen the sun before. So that glowing ball in the sky is at once peculiar and surprisingly hot. In Newcastle young people wear enough to keep them legal on nights out, and not much more. Ditto Manchester and Blackpool. That's darting around the country, but I'm going by personal experience. Again, tongue in cheek, certainly no criticism meant. I can deal with temps into the minus figures (centigrade) without a coat. Which makes me a freak of nature. I have nothing to prove except that I carry too much insulation. But we rarely even get that these days. I have three layers of outside clothing. Sorry, four. 1. No, Mum I am NOT putting anything else on, I will melt! 2. My trusty black wool cloak, except children try to hide under it during my lunchtime supervision 3. An actual jacket - white, with fake fur trimmed pockets, which I bought when I realised the hiding issue as above 4. A pink sheepskin coat which I can only wear for about 10 days a year and can never walk in, as the speed I walk warms me up far too much to carry something that cosy. I like coats & jackets like I like shoes. Lovely, lovely, lovely.... oh dear, completely impractical and a waste of money. Outer clothing makes me die of over-heating, shoes slowly bleed me to death by raw blisters.