My beret, the second of my hat collection. This was the tipping point at which I discovered that I was collecting hats. I got tired of waiting for hats to fall into my lap, so I took it into my own hands, measured my head, went to the army surplus store in Letterkenny and ordered a black military beret. This has also provided the true measurement for my head, as the beret has a great big 61 printed on the inside.
I don’t often wear it, as I tend to think I need hats with brims to make my head look the right size.
Tomorrow – The proverbial crown in my hat collection.
Au revoir capitaine.