If you want to get ahead, get a hat

Some people collect fridge magnets, some mugs, some even used to collect teaspoons with location tags on. I have developed a hankering for hats.

Of course, there was also a time when everyone wore a hat.

Below is the latest addition to my collection, a Glock pistol beaut, purchased from the shooting range in Orlando. I couldn't resist. It was a bargain!  And as I have now crossed off shooting a Glock from my bucket list, essential. Just like I couldn't resist a Nasa hat, or even a Wild Willies airboat tour camo version. 2 weeks, 3 hats. Is this excessive hattage?

My first hat? Timberland, 2007, the earliest documented evidence of me wearing baseball hat. I have a suspicion that I found this, or it was was left in Chateau Howell by a Rob. This was taken on the ferry to Île de Ré, just off Royan. Enigmatic, eh?

I think I collect hats because I hate my lardyarse body, but quite like my head & Fine head of Howell Hair. Hopefully when my MasterPlan to lose several stone over the next year comes to fruition, I might be able to switch to T-shirts, shorts, or even trou. Shoes? I don't think so.

How I managed to swell to my current massive bulk is a long story, suffice to say that part of this is not being able to see the change, & having a distorted image of myself. The curtains have now fallen from my eyes, & I have to make a change. Again, a long story. Maybe i'll share it here one day.