Blends vs. Vatted Malts
A consideration, which I don't know has been mentioned on this thread before:
"Vatted Malts", (aka pure malt)which we don't hear so much about, are blends of Single Malts, whereas, "Blends"
are blended from Malt AND grain alcohols, fillers. These are usually corn...
Nice
I got it AND the other vintage Tweed for some peanuts and change.
The one I was referring to as "Jazz" is not SO crazy Jazz but it does have some crazy, borderline ugly features, which I like. Jazz meets reality.
It is Swedish, after all. I'd say it's from around 1920 but we'll see what...
Nonsense.
Too many are listening to too much movie jacket gossip hype
and someone may be lying.:)
Manufactured by:
California Sportswear Co., L.A.
Some time in the '40s.
And the reason the sleeves appear "long", is because
Mr. BW has disproportionatey short dwarf arms.
I think the...
Nonsense.
Too many are listening to too much movie jacket gossip hype
and someone may even be lying.:)
Manufactured by:
California Sportswear Co., L.A.
Some time in the '40s.
And the reason the sleeves appear "long", is because
Mr. BW has disproportionatey short dwarf arms.
I...
Yes, those.
I have several thousand of them but in khaki/tan,
rather than the darker green colour.
Baggers- there are matching coloured trouser buttons which
are perfect for the pockets/epps.
B
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I'm glad you like the French-
I was anticipating an anti-French moment but remain disappointed.
The French are great- many are jealous of their greatness and seem to
focus on their military history.
Cheese eating surrender monkeys.
Cheese- good. Surrender- good. Monkeys- good. Eating...
Jazzy Jacket...
I just spotted a gem, among the '70s polyester and chunky checks.
A jacket with some crazy Jazz-era features, early '20s, I guess.
I suppose the lesser-trained eye would dump it in with the '70s uglies-
I guess that's what happened. I'll go back with some money.
Watch this...
'allo
Surry Puddy, wis jast windering what hut size you and Mr. Crooping Pest are-
jist in cose somethong craps up or drips into my lamp.
Of the Peth Hilmot varouity.
Until the billaan goes ap.
Z
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