Between 1953 and 1962, I lived in a village outside Manchester UK.
When I reached about school age, I used to walk to school, about a mile, with a group of other children . We all wore gabardine raincoats as was the norm in those days.
There was just the one girl, and two, sometimes three, boys. During the very hot weather, we boys used to shed our gabardines and give them to the girl, who used to put them all on, one on top of the other. She seemed to be quite proud of the fact that she could fit (with help) three or four gabardines on top of each other, and in spite of sweltering used to keep them buttoned up all the way as much as possible. Sometimes though, this was not possible - because of the bulk of her scarf or the other coats - and the last coat would not button at the top in spite of our efforts.
On the odd occasion, I can remember being met by her mother, who, when it was a bit cloudy, used to meet us with our plastic macs in case of rain. When she met us, we used to say that we did not want to wear them but carried them until she had gone: then put them on Gillian as well!
We got all sorts of strange looks and questions from her mother when she met us and saw Gillian dripping with sweat, and unable to bend her arms, but we all just laughed it off.
During cold weather, we were put into balaclavas and duffle coats under our
gabardines. I once objected about this to my mother because it did not seem
cold to me. She told me that the blazer was to be smart, the duffle coat was
to keep me warm, the gabardine was to protect my clothes, and the plastic mac
was to stop it all getting wet. Probably sound logic, but Gillian suffered a
bit when she played out with us! I can't remember how many coats and macs we
managed to get on her, but we used to put alternate coats and plastic macs on
so that they would be easier to get her into the sleeves. When she complained
that she was too hot, we used to allow her to undo the vent button at the back
of one of her gabardines.
It all seems strange now, but it is something I never forgot, and since then have always been attracted to women who wear lots of clothes.
Jeff
Dear Jeff
How very interesting! So good of you to write! How fascinating that this early experience shaped the type of person you were attracted to afterwards. I wonder, did you have special feelings towards Gillian at the time? Was this as far as you can tell independent of her wearing all those coats?
Best
Lorraine
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