Old school boots and dubbin

Micawber

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We've been experiencing some warm weather over the past couple of weeks, too warm for leather jackets but ideal for a bit of maintenance on some of my old school working footwear. Dubbin boots always reminds me of how we had to apply the stuff to the bloody awful, heavy leather football boots at school in the winter.

Edited now that the photos have loaded <sigh>

L-R British army ammo boots minus the hobnails, two pairs William Lennon hobnail boots ...and just for interest a pair of unworn British CC41 utility hobnail boots.

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Top wartime CC41 boots, bottom resoled William Lennon hobnail boots. I had worn these through the soles but a trip back to Lennon's had them back to as good as new. Traditional boots, love 'em, ideal for jobbing about outside and around the horses in the winter.

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Soles of the unworn wartime CC41 boots.

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Smithy

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We've been experiencing some warm weather over the past couple of weeks, too warm for leather jackets but ideal for a bit of maintenance on some of my old school working footwear. Dubbin boots always reminds me of how we had to apply the stuff to the bloody awful, heavy leather football boots at school in the winter.
We had to dubbin our rugby boots all the time during season Steve. The smell still takes me back.

The same as linseed oil. Linseed oil is one of my favourite smells in the world. God I miss playing cricket.
 

Micawber

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We had to dubbin our rugby boots all the time during season Steve. The smell still takes me back.

The same as linseed oil. Linseed oil is one of my favourite smells in the world. God I miss playing cricket.
The whiff of a drop or two of linseed oil, or rather boiled linseed oil rubbed into a decent shotgun stock after a damp day at the pheasants ....magic!
 

Smithy

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The whiff of a drop or two of linseed oil, or rather boiled linseed oil rubbed into a decent shotgun stock after a damp day at the pheasants ....magic!
Linseed oil is magic Steve. It probably takes me back more than any other smell.

I utterly love it and it reminds me of my long departed Dad, actually anything cricket does (he was on the NZ Cricket Council) so I was bowling and batting before I even started school ;-)

It's so true how smell is the most evocative of the senses. If I smell the perfume of an old flame I'm taken back 20 years or whatever. It's like a bolt from the blue.
 

Garylafortuna

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Micawber, those iron clad boots look like something Fred Astaire could put to good use. Unless of course you
are teaming up with your Ginger.
 

Micawber

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Micawber, those iron clad boots look like something Fred Astaire could put to good use. Unless of course you
are teaming up with your Ginger.
I wish, they're too heavy to be that nimble footed, besides dancing isn't one of my strong-points :D
 
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