| Love Those Rubber Boots Man!! - 34 |
| Twelve months later I was back home for Christmas. Four days before the New Year it snowed. Not a lot but enough to cover all the ground and for me to wear my boots. So did Jarvis. By New Years Eve there was very little snow left but we still both wore our boots. We lived in the North east of England were New Years Eve is a great time for partying and going to everyone�s house. During the day we talked about where we would be going that night. There were a group of about 10 of us and we intended to go round everyone�s home finishing at one friends house for breakfast. We talked about what clothes we would wear as everyone would be wearing their best. Later I suggested to Jarvis that wellies would be good as we would be doing a lot or walking between the houses. He agreed. |
| We went home to get ready meeting up at another friends house at 11 o�clock that evening. I was 20 years old and I arrived at a New Years party in all my best clothes with a pair of turned-down Argyll boots on my feet. Jarvis arrived wearing ordinary shoes. I still enjoyed myself that night and no-one said a word about my boots. Was that good or bad? |
| I don�t think I wore them again until about 10 years later, when visiting my father, he produced the boots and said that he�d found them when tidying up in the loft. Were they mine and did I want them. I took them. I�d not worn wellingtons for ten years but wore them several times that year when walking in the countryside. As soon as I pulled them on I felt a special �tingle�. The boots were heavy to wear, a size larger than my normal footwear meaning that I had to wear extra thick socks. Eventually I put them away in my loft and went out and bought a different pair of black wellingtons. |
| I fell in love with my new boots, despite them being hard PVC. The new pair were lighter and more comfortable. I turned down the tops of my new wellies and enjoyed wearing them for country walks. I bought, and wore, other boots from time to time whilst the Argylls, up in the loft of my house, were ignored. Then in 1999 I decided to move house. By now I had 6 pairs of wellies, a box of 10 children�s wellies and the Argylls. I kept 3 pairs that fitted me, gave away the childrens boots. But what should I do with the Argylls. I put them on my feet. They felt heavy and were too large. I looked at the rubber. It was flaking and cracking. They were after all 30 years old. That night I took them to bed with me, gave them a big cuddle, then shot my spunk inside them. In the morning I threw them in the rubbish bin. |
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| Argyll's old and new - part 2 |
| The Good News On a recent trip to Scotland I surprised at how many people, mainly farmers, I saw wearing Argyll boots. You can buy them direct from the Hunter web site http://www.wellie-boots.co.uk/ |
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