It is with an enormous sigh of relief that I can report that the Flipster has his winter hat sorted.
A recent Saturday in High St Northcote discovered this little treasure. I may have mentioned on more than one ocassion that The Flipster and I like our hats and each new season is a new hat-buying opportunity. Or at least that’s the way I like to see it.
And yes, that is our plaster work in the background, hanging by a 100+ year-old-thread. I toyed with photo-shopping it out to maintain the illusion of my glamorous inner-city life but I figured Boef has blown my cover on that anyway.