FabSwingers.com forum: FCA coat

By *a1970 OP Man
6 days ago

East cork

I'm in bed with flu. Thinking back to when I was a lad at my grandmother's cottage in winter. It's not a hundred years ago. No central heating, no contintal quilts. Some blankets on the bed but a huge old army FCA over coat on top. You couldn't move.... How far we have come. Anyone else have this experience?

By *adger BrocMan
6 days ago

Co. Cork

Mine was a WW2 American army coat sent home to by an uncle which was also used as an extra blanket. I rescued it in my late teens and wore it for many years.

By *attooYouMan
6 days ago

just about northside

We had a grave diggers coat in the garage. The rain was impenetrable. But yes, it was 2 or 3 woollen blankets on the bed. no central heating just a few solid fuel fires. No double glazing the ice would form on the inside of the window!

By *dfabMan
5 days ago

Dunboyne

Ah jaysus folks!

Ye're forgetting the eiderdowns! Always came out if the hotpress in winter as they'd be warm and gave an extra layer also. Happy memories but their best story ever is a Glasgow one - https://www.facebook.com/ukcomedyfans/videos/billy-connolly-eiderdown/1810468882587305/

In case the link doesn't post, here's the transcript -

share of the coat." "What are you talking about, coat. There's no coat in there. I don't know, she has a fertile imagination, father. The coats are all in the cloakroom." They're in the kitchen. Bloody cloakroom. She thinks it a dancehall, she's in. "The coats are in the cloakroom, and well you know it. Down on the mezzanine floor. Near the lunchenette, next to the breakfast bar. It's an eiderdown, you stupid girl. Coat, ha, ha, ha, I don't know where they get it. She must have thought it was one of them duvet jackets. Eiderdown! You were saying, father... what were you saying about God, there, father? What was that? All right, enough. Here, have another custard creme, that's right. Oh, you don't say." Bedlam, bedlam, bedlam. "Will you stop that, in there! I won't tell you... I won't tell you again." "It's him, mommy, it's him again." "What's his doing this time?" "He is shoving his legs through the sleeves of the eiderdown."