By Helvi Oosterman
When popping into Pigs Arms for my daily pink drink, I have been alarmed by the gear you blokes wear at this watering hole. Room for improvement? Yes, yes…
First of all you should know that the wearing of narrow-legged beige shorts with sandals and the knee socks is only permissible for very old blokes residing in Queensland. As we know it’s no use trying to change old dogs’ habits…none of you here of course do fit into this ‘too-old-category’.

Thongs should be flung out, not only for the aesthetic reasons but also because they give their wearer a funny walk. Whilst you are trying to keep them on, you have to carefully throw your legs about without bending your knees…not a good look!
Coloured shirts with white collars make you look like a nursing sister, even if you obviously aren’t. We gently leave Mr Turnbull to wearing his shirts, he’s suffered enough already. Most likely we have Lucy to blame here.
If you happen to covet a navy blazer adorned with ‘gold’ buttons, stop coveting! Only dapper Italian males can wear them with panache. They have enough nous to pair them with grey flannelette trousers, and to throw a pale blue Armani shirt and a subtle silk tie by Hermes into the mix.
Tapered- down- wide-at-the-waist tough denim from a discount store is best left to elderly carpenters and country plumbers. Clearly to be avoided after hours…
Now we all know that President Bush had a knack of wearing cowboy boots with flair; he has the bandy long legs and the right kind of Texan gait the boots demand. Still, any shortie trying to add height by stepping into them should be stopped immediately.
Head-to-toe R M Williams gear is not making you look like a wealthy land owner, rather it gives you away as a city slicker who has recently purchased a minor hobby farm and who has not yet had time to dirty his hands on a hard-to-start tractor or on an obstinate generator.
Fluoro work wear is designed for folk in hazardous occupations, not for idle Telstra blokes heating their billy cans for morning tea break on the roadside. Nor is it meant for unemployed youth hanging around shopping malls.
Teaming trackie pants with black dress shoes is also verboten, and very long and very pointy shoes can only be worn by rebellious teenagers in black pipe jeans. I’m personally very tolerant and give my blessing when it comes to eccentric Finnish groups like the ‘Leningrad Cowboys’…
Red woollen jumpers, so loved by English gentlemen and by our own Curry Colonel, usually matched by equally ruddy faces, are best replaced by other colours; say navy, camel or even forest green. They are more complimentary to too-much-Shiraz affected gobs (sorry about the bad choice of words, I did not want too much repetition).
White shiny suits are a must, but only if you are an Albanian pop singer taking part in the Eurovision song contest. Long wavy black hair and white shoes are allowed to compliment the outfit. For everyone else, even for Bob Hawke white shoes are an absolute no-no, no matter what Blanche says.
White, black and sand coloured canvas loafers are highly recommended though, for young and old as suitable summer footwear.
Shortish navy or khaki elastized waist, drill shorts, worn by likes of Paul Hogan and Steve Irving are only passable on young well built swimming pool maintenance workers. It also helps if they have short blond hair and a wide smile and if they wear acid/bleach damaged Blundstones to boot!


Going through a stage when I wanted to have a job where I could wear a suit.
There used to be a shop where one would get 2 suits for the price of one. It might have been Reuben Scarf’s in George Street, Sydey. Of course, to me, 2 suits were a luxury that almost ranked equal to owning ‘own home’.
It wasn’t till I moved to Holland that I got a job with a bank and able to wear my suit. You should have seen me on the tram (line 24) to Amsterdam -East, with my Reuben’s suit and attache case, ( for jam sandwiches).
The pants tapered down and the coat was far too big for a Paganini like frame. The wearing of the second suit I can’t remember. Perhaps I gave it to a busker. Was it you Julian?
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Gerard, you could wear a suit when farming just like Mr Douglas in Green Acres 🙂
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Yes, but I am not a gentleman farmer.
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Are you a gentleman and a farmer?
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…maybe a gentlemanly hobby farmer, who wears suits to weddings and to funerals, but only if i ask nicely.
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Helvi, I posted this at UL and I can tell it ain’t gonna get up. This is a reply to you in the obesity article and the tongue is firmly planted. Haven’t stopped laughing since I wrote it.
“Don’t cry Helvi, it is sad but look turn it into something positive, go up the the person and say ‘Hey fat kid, wanna hand with that?’ Then take their parcel etc. off them and run off with it, they’ll never catch you and you can make a fortune.”
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It’s has almost happened a few times, I have been close to knocking off some fat kid’s play lunch, (not such a faster runner)…
I was irritated by the author’s talk about lifestyle, so my post came out a little bit tough 😉
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I didn’t find it that way. I relate to the feeling as it is sad to see obese people struggling with the basics.
As a kid I was always really skinny but now I am about 10 kg over all in the gut. Going gluten free has helped but I need more exercise and less shiraz.
Tutu and I eat a good well balanced diet and now Seek and Destroy, our 2 boys, have gone we are eating more fish and less meat. The other big addiction I have is cheese, oh well no one perfect especially us priests.
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Hey Hung, your UL reply must still be on the moderating table as it has not appeared yet. There is this woman , writing under three different pseudos, who’s SHOUTING to gez and me…
Doesn’t she understand that I’m on the side of the poor kids, and so is HE…(she’s made me shout)! 🙂
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Just checked H, didn’t get up 😦
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So Hung one,
When is your next offering coming? You have written enough gems and shorties to fill an entire book.
I’ll put up the pictures, you do those words, allrightie? We are all waiting and so is Tutu!
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Hi Gerard, Yes Sandy’s next adventure is coming, it’s a work balance thing
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Gez, only the other day Daughter reminded me of your ‘toughening up’ methods. She told me how you used to pick up her and her cousin from school in your shaky old Falcon, how you were wearing two different coloured socks and to make sure that everyone noticed them you had hoisted your trousers up to your arm pits…
Sometimes they hid in the broom cupboard and sent a friend to tell you that they had decided to take a bus home…
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H, I’m a Rivers man that loves wearing thongs although Tutu got me some sandals which she thinks makes me much more stylish.
Fashion is very personal. In the last band I played in we had a rule that you wore what you were comfortable in. Each gig every one in the band wore the same set of clothes, it was like we were stuck in a time warp.
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Hungie, this not for the boys in the bands, they are supposed to look ‘weird’, or should I say individualistic. Mick Jagger can wear those skinny jeans till he’s 90…
By the way did you ever wash those ‘same set of clothes’ you were wearing to your gigs, just asking…
I have not managed to make ‘my’ man to to change his attire in all these years, but it’s not for lack of trying 🙂
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Yes Tutu washed my Fat Pizza T-shirt and blue jeans. The t-shirt was very provocative. At one gig a guy came over during the break and said “Great music mate but a shit t-shirt”. No accounting for taste, hey. 🙂
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What a lovely story down fashion Parade.
Apart from never wearing thongs, am quilty of RMW cowboy wearing antics when I should really be dressed in geek and nerd apparel.
Year ago of course, I was the sun-kissed God of the surf of Curl Curl with my balsa wood surf board, bleached hair and wash board pectoralis major….
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