Winter (and a cold) comes a knocking and i get my moth devoured thermals from Norway out.
Best bit, they've been passed down from my Grandma. They actually have her name sewn on a name tag into the back. Quite honestly, this is my most treasured piece of clothing. I loved my Nanna.
So lesson of the days is:
Don't bin your thermals kids, they can be archive pieces too!!
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