Whenever I think of thermal underwear, or long-johns if you will. Actually where does long-johns originate from? Sorry, little distraction there. As I was saying, whenever I think of these very-unattractive garments I always think of my grandad. Not because he would dash around the house in them that is. Nope, nothing as bizarre as that, but rather because his long-johns were frequently on the washing line, the long white legs flapping like demented limbs trying to escape.
I swore I would never, ever wear thermal underwear. I mean really, what kind of message would that be sending about me? Would I not be classing myself as old, frumpy, passionless, or even Bridget-Jones at 85? So why on earth was I purchasing some thermals on Sunday morning? For crying in a bucket, I live in Africa. Isn’t it supposed to be warm here, all day, every day, all year round? Did somebody transport me to another universe where the seasons are up the pole and not inform me? Bloody hell, I can’t half winge about the weather. Sorry!
Anyway, holy, cold, moly, I have to confess, those thermals were on my legs faster than you could say, “what the hell have you bought!?” They were so warm and snuggly I had a smile on my face for the rest of the day. Which was just as well because if you have’nt heard already, Andy Murray did not win Wimbledon. I repeat, DID NOT win Wimbledon. I don’t know about you, but I’m betting there’s been a surge of black-sporrons purchaseed in the last 12 hours.
It was a tough match to watch, especially as Wodger is for sure my all time favourite. I had an uneasy feeling in my gut, and no it wasn’t indigestion, knowing I had shifted my allegieance slightly, but only for that game, to Andy-yes-I-do-cry Murray. Shame I really wanted AM to win. Not because he is the better player, or that he desreved it, but more to stop the British public dumping all that pressure on him, year after year after year. Poor guy. Just think next year it will be even more intense. I mean, I’ve already started saying “oh well, next year will be his year.”
All together now,
COME ON ANDY, YOU CAN DO IT.
COME ON ANDY, YOU CAN DO IT.
COME ON ANDY, YOU CAN DO IT.
COME ON ANDY, YOU CAN DO IT.
COME ON ANDY, YOU CAN DO IT.
COME ON ANDY, YOU CAN DO IT.
COME ON ANDY, YOU CAN DO IT.
COME ON ANDY, YOU CAN DO IT.
COME ON ANDY, YOU CAN DO IT.
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Termal underwear is a must in cold climates. The trouble with SA is that although the nights can be every bit as cold as UK, the days mostly make wearing them a bit too much. One can take off jerseys and stuff, but long johns and longsleeve vests? Not so easy in public unless you are Mr Bean!
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LOL! yep, you can hardly sit at your desk and wriggle out of them
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I will have to invest in a pair for next winter!!
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you’ll be surprised at how good they feel! LOL!
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For living in Minnesota you would really think I would own a pair…. we call them long johns here.
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Hi, thanks for visiting. Like me you will probably own a pair or two in the future! what greatness you have to look forward to….NOT! LOL!
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Hola Ruth. I treasure my thermals, even here in sunny Spain, altho they seldom get an outing. As to the tennis, I was happy with the outcome.
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I have three pairs of Woolies hot pants and I wore mine on Sunday as we went out and it was too cold for my normal clothes 🙂
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sunday was so cold, you probably needed all three on LOL!
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I love Rogerer, but I also felt very sorry for Andy!
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I know, you had to have had a heart of stone not to have been moved by his tears and thanks
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I wear long johns around the house in the winter but I’m always cold.
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time put on a second pair!
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Fact of the matter – if it’s cold, I don’t really care what I look like, or what I have to wear – I WILL be warm 😉
As for the tennis – don’t think I’ve ever actually watched a match…
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I think as we get older cold and fashion often have a great divide!
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Roger is the man 🙂 Cool, calm and collected.
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Oh yes, he certainly is 🙂
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I’ve never owned thermal underwear for the bottom half. I guess in my case they would be called short-Joans.
I used to wear pantyhose and thick tights under cord trousers when I was out ballooning in winter (as well as socks and fleecy lined shoes)
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LOL! are you a shorty? I certainly am. My long-johns kind of gather around the ankles!
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very much so. i was tall for a 10 year old, but stopped growing upwards at 11. so I’m a great test for kids. just before puberty they shoot past me.
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Winter here, thank heavens for Long Joans. Or what would you call the women’s equivalent?
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LOL! never thought of that – long Joans, I like it 🙂
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I was also rooting for Andy. I’d love for him to win, just once, for his mother. 😉
I bought black long johns from Cape Union Mart for when we went to Yellowstone Park, but I forgot to take them with me, ;(
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well I think in that case you have a perfect reason to go back for another visit just to make sure they work! 🙂
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Thermal underwear is not flattering by no means, but boy it does keep the cold at bay. Enjoy:-)
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so very, very true 🙂
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Are they called “long-janes” for women? 😉 They’re the best thing when cold fronts come along…
Have you heard that some of the Brits are trying to claim Rodger is one of them? Apparently he has some distant family member that is British so according to them, a Brit did technically win this time…
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I like the long-janes! 🙂 Really, Rodger is a pommie? I tell you those Brits will go to any length to claim that prize 🙂
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