Friday, January 27, 2017

MY NEW SWEATSHIRT

                             Polish base, Antarctica


Until this moment you probably have not known that there are at least 17 institutions worldwide named Trinity College.  Well, now you do.  This is completely useless information that you should forget immediately - but see below

“So what?” you ask.  Don’t worry, I will explain.  Night before last the heat went off in my antique little townhouse.  Even in the low desert of Southern California it is not pleasant to be without heat in late January.  Rather than pile on the blankets, I pulled on a gaudy sweatshirt, all blue and gold, with eagles.  It says Trinity College, front and back.  Apparently someone visiting with a realtor left it (my place is for sale).  As nobody has claimed it, I had tossed it in a box of stuff headed for Good Will, right next to my bed.

So, anyway, this sweatshirt (a hoody, no less) got me through the night.  In fact, it proved to be so warm that I have worn it ever since, and will continue to do so until it warms up – later next week, they say.  This morning I wore it to the lab, where a lesson on applying plaster to fossils was taking place.  People kept asking me about my sweatshirt, often with grins on their faces – it IS rather inappropriate for an octogenarian.  Finally I resorted to telling them that it was left over from the 1950s, when Trinity College, Cambridge, recruited me for their rugby team.  Some people laughed, and nobody seemed to believe me.  At 5 ft 6 in and 190 lbs, I guess I don't look like a retired rugby hooligan. 
Of course, the real reason for this blog is to remind you that I have a charming little desert getaway for sale, for next to nothing.  AND that it comes with one really neat sweatshirt.



2 comments:

  1. You should have posted a selfie in your new sweatshirt. Glad you were kept warm.

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  2. My heat is back on - see previous blog.

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