Is there anything better to wear during a weekend in the country than a tweed suit and felt hat?

Unless you exist in a 1930s time warp, then you answer will probably be yes.

Unlike most other teenagers, I didn't own a pair of jeans, and used to wear tweed, worsteds, cavalry twills, moleskin, doeskin & corduroy. I must have come across as a complete idiot especially given my lack of interest in sports and obsession with books.

I suppose it was the start of my interest in lost things. Things we are losing, or things we no longer know the value of.

I'm still in search of lost things.