It’s all well and good sitting at the laptop with my morning coffee, looking out at the snow peaked Mount Nephin, waiting for inspiration for my next chapter (or blog post) – but it gets cold at this time of year. And I’ve noticed this winter that the coldest part of me is my legs.
It’s too early to light the fire and I can’t be putting the oil burner on every hour of the day. Some mornings I’m wearing so many layers that I look like a human wardrobe. But I love winter time. Woolly jumpers and even woollier hats are two of my favourite things.
I came up with a great idea! Legwarmers. Back in the 80’s nobody had cold legs; because they wore their legwarmers. “Where have they gone?” I asked myself. Then I asked Google. Found some. Ordered them. Received two days later. #bringbackthe80s
I love that I don’t care!
I love them! Okay, they’re not the sexiest things but do I care? Not really; but I did whip them off one day when the plumber arrived. Legwarmers look cool when they’re on a red hot dancer. But when you’re in your house wearing a dress with black tights and a poncho – not so cool.
Saphirra and Mohotma had a great sneer when they saw them! Those two are always laughing at my clothes. Saphirra is the biggest sneer! One night she called my lovely red coat a blanket. She loves it really, but she won’t admit it.
Gloria McBreen 