Morning walk, 30th April 2012

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Sun! At last. On the downside, ground's like a skating rink and my welly has split. Dratted Dunlop wellies. Have only had them a few months. Last lot were a failure too.






 


Comments

Sue Howes said…
Wellies are an issue. I use them a lot and was going through a pair every three months or so. I've had Dunlops, and all sorts, none lasted more than a few months. Some didn't even last weeks.
So I bought a Very Expensive pair of Aigle wellies, it hurt to pay that much for them BUT they are now on their second year and still OK. And they are warm!
When I think I was spending about £20 every three months, they don't even seem that dear to me now.

The worst time to find a split in your wellies is when you are washing them off in a stream...
30 April 2012 at 14:29
Jane Badger said…
Wellies are Not What They Were. I used to expect them to last at least a year but now it's just a few months, as you say. I think I'll have to start saving up for some Aigle. I've just had a look and the prices weren't as bad as I was expecting.
Yes, washing your wellies off in a stream and finding the leak is bad. In fact it's very bad, particularly if you're some distance from home.
30 April 2012 at 15:02
madwippitt said…
I'm sick to the back teeth of splitting wellies. Back in the good old days when Hunters were first invented trhey lasted at least a year doing heavy duty on the yard. Now they are useless. And every other welly I try does the split up the seams thing too. When I complain I'm told that it's because my feet are so wide - having spread after spending a lifetime in wellies I might point out - but I blame the manufacturing. It's always on a seam! And as it's their fault my feet are in this parlous state, maybe they ought to manufacture boots that take spread-foot syndrome into consideration. grrrrr.
There, feel much better now. Although the feet are still wet.
1 May 2012 at 10:54
Jane Badger said…
The feet are too wide thing is rubbish. My feet are very narrow, and I always buy wellies at least a size too big so I can get more socks on in the winter and my wellies still split. Oh wait, no, maybe it is my fault, because I've got FEET.

And Dunlops used to last a good year if not more too. It's only recently they've been so utterly c**p. I join you in ranting. And in wet feet.
1 May 2012 at 11:07
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