Antique Belstaff jackets
A weekend at home is always a good thing. Just two hours away from London is a place where everyone talks likes me, will happily exchange pleasantries on the underground and say "sorry" if they step on your foot. Or give you a sly dig if they’re wearing an all-black The North Face outfit.
Aside from the usual trips into Liverpool city centre and Southport, I discovered some treasures in my dad’s garage – namely two vintage motorcycle jackets from the 1960s. One‘s a Belstaff, the other is a ringer for a Barbour International, though whether it’s real or not, I’m not sure. One thing is certain, though, they look absolutely great.
A weekend at home is always a good thing. Just two hours away from London is a place where everyone talks likes me, will happily exchange pleasantries on the underground and say "sorry" if they step on your foot. Or give you a sly dig if they’re wearing an all-black The North Face outfit.
Aside from the usual trips into Liverpool city centre and Southport, I discovered some treasures in my dad’s garage – namely two vintage motorcycle jackets from the 1960s. One‘s a Belstaff, the other is a ringer for a Barbour International, though whether it’s real or not, I’m not sure. One thing is certain, though, they look absolutely great.
Good effort! When I go trawling in my dad's garage, I just turn up some out of date Ronseal and a couple of packs of sandpaper.
ReplyDeletehi the is a long shot , but do you still have these jkts cheers matt
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