Here is somewhere you hat lovers might like to visit. In fact, I think it should be on the official Idle Day Out list...if such a list exists.
It's a Hat Museum.

www.hatworks.org.uk/default.asp

Looks good. I spent Saturday afternoon rummaging round Vintage Clothes shops in Bath looking for a 70's dress for my mate who is going to a fancy dress party next weekend. We didn't find anything she liked but I've never seen so many Trilbys and Tophats and all manner of other types of hats in such a short space of time before.

ARSE! i washed this years new hat, as i don't think i'll be needing it any more, now spring is here, and its only gone and SHRUNK in the wash i'm normally so anally retentive about laundering my clothes in the proper fashion too, but no, i had to just sling it in the wash...

I did that once but I carried on wearing it even though it was too tight and gave me a headache. Anyway, it got mislaid so I had to buy a new one.

Evidently, I, too, am a hat-magnet. Stocking caps, baseball caps, fedoras, winter "trooper" hats with earlaps for cold days,a porkpie, a beret, a 'stingy-brim', even a couple "Mao" caps; when I moved into my current apartment, the previous tenant left behind a cowboy hat which actually fit me (I have a large hat size). I even have hats that I don't even know the name of. And yet, I can never remember telling myself, "Oh, I really must go and buy a hat". What's really eerie is that the Governor of the state when I was born was named....Hatfield! [i]organ sting[/i]]

Since starting this thread, I've seen dozens of hat-wearers, included someone who looked a lot like a Mafia boss. And I saw a Mr Livered look-alike sporting a fedora!

Hats are wonderful. They increase comfort and the feeling of being in one's own little world. I usually sport a green commie-cap style thingy, I'm not sure quite what you'd call it but it's a less elaborate take on the baseball cap. Primarily worn to both cover the semi-bald patch and avoid unpleasant hair control precautions.

But with regards to sunglasses, I'll take them over a hat any day of the week, the things are truly perfection. A well-fitting pair of mirror aviators are perhaps the pinnacle of human sartorial endeavour.

I do always remember a comedian making the point that a man such as myself, wearing a hat, sunglasses and with a full beard looked insecure by having taken the maximum possible precaution against someone adding graffiti to a photo taken of me... so it's hat or sunnies, and never the twain shall meet.