the pub lunch.

"Darling, get the driving gloves and put on your blandest outfit, we're off to the King's Head for lunch!"

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Whenever I'm stuck doing 20 mph behind some old cunt in a Honda Jazz, I imagine them wearing this cardigan with beige khakis and some outrageously comfy velcro shoes.

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There's something charming about how old people dress, something this cardigan captures perfectly. It's a tad on the small side but is definitely wearable - that is if you're willing to look like a wanky southern art student, as I so often am not.

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Overall a lovely sweater/cardigan. And yes, it is a sweater AND a cardigan - the two are not mutually exclusive.