Lidl Robe TM

Different (breast) strokes for different people they say. 
The war of of the Dry Robes is raging online and via sarcastic posters in the vicinity of the Forty Foot, with two very entrenched pro and against camps. 
Personally I couldn't give a shite what people wear in or out of the water, but the battling and the arguments and the slagging are very entertaining to read. 
Apparently the Dry Robe is worn ostentatiously around Dun Laoghaire as a badge of honour. Or the middleclass version of a lagging jacket with a head and legs sticking out, as pointed out by some of the more ardent my-penneys-towel-will-do-me-fine-thank-you-very-much. 

Why can we all get on and happily swim together?