Polarfleece
I have joined the Kindy committee at Finn's kindy. I went to my first meeting last night, and noticed some way through that I was the only person not wearing polarfleece.
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6 comments:
You should also start to get worried when everyone there has their hair in a bob.
I must say it was one of the first culture shock things about moving to NZ - bloody polar fleece everywhere!
I think it should be banned. Every company seems to give them away as freebies, so every polar fleece you see if advertising something.
And as for the bobs, well, not in Petone! We're a little too Hutt here (and not in an Eastbourne kinda way). 'Cept me. I think I'm guilty of what they call a "deconstructed bob". Don't blame me though, I don't suit long hair.
My mother (bless her heart) sent me 2 pairs of polar fleece slippers in very bright colours (finger down throat).
My place is so cold I wore them last night. The cat has lost all respect for me.
Kindy is a place for polar fleece. On kids. Not the grownups.
And even the kids would be better dressed in their Nana's knitted jumpers.
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