You can tell how old someone is, by how they dress for cold weather.
I’ve just been out for a sunny Sunday morning stroll (via the local independent bookshop which was offering glasses of prosecco and 10% discounts) and the local independent toy shop (to stock up on mud roc for a school project to make a volcano – though why we couldn’t just have chopped the castle bit off the top of the motte &bailey castle we made for half term homework and painted some lava on I don’t know. Daughter seemed a bit upset at the suggestion).
While it’s not actually snowing here in London, today’s top temperature, ie the absolute warmest it’s going to get outside, was 2.
So why was everyone I saw under 30 dressed like it was late September? While everyone over 30 had pulled on whatever they could find that might keep their ears warm, and to hell with coordinating it with anything else they were wearing.
Along with all the 20 somethings out in just a jacket and still too self conscious to wear a hat, I saw one young woman in knee high socks, and another in – and I shiver as I type this – shorts and lacy tights. Where do they think this is? Newcastle?
Contrast this with a newly single male friend who was so cold on Friday that he wore thermal underwear on a date.
Now it’s a rare adult who actually looks good in a woolly hat – generally you have to be under 12 to pull off the look successfully. Personally I have quite a large cranium so most look like swimming caps on me. The alternative is the East German border guard fur number with flaps, very popular this season among seven-year-olds and dads.