Sunbathing with a Chore Jacket

A story of a man, his jacket, and the problem with distressed fashion.

Springtime in England means a few things are certain - it will rain (lots). You’ll never know whether to wear a coat, jacket or T-shirt. You will be freezing cold; your legs shaking uncontrollably while perched on a terrible wooden bench. You will be overheating in a crowded pub, stripping off layer after layer like a sweaty, newborn butterfly, elbowing pints and people. You will feel all the temperatures, wind strengths, and pollen counts in a single, 24-hour period - that’s just life.