Sometimes a croc isn’t quite enough. Sometimes, and only sometimes you need something a bit more official, a bit more substantial. This is that. That is this. And even better, it appears to be in the sale at Scotts.
This rugby type polo shirt thing is right up my rue, it’s like something the French version of me would wear to the christening of the daughter of a foreign legion colleague. Picture me, holding a tray weighed down with loads of Kronenbourg, a smoky bar somehow not doing my head in. I’m wearing this.
So anyway yeah, treat yourself to one. I like it and therefore it’s probable you do too.
Get it from Scotts.
