Saks 5th Avenue

When I was around 10 years old (I think) my Dad went on a trip to the UK and to the USA. He bought back for me amongst other things a ring (since stolen by the fellow who broke into the house at Ulverstone) and a scarf from Saks 5th Avenue - I had carted it from rented house to rented house, from New South Wales to Tasmania but until this summer have never worn it. It is one of those square cotton scarves, large like a bandana - but not long like the ones we tend to drape now days. But this summer it is getting out and about at least twice a week, though possibly not as the woman who behind the counter at Saks or my Dad may have imagined.
I always had a bit of hay fever in the spring when I lived in Sydney - but nothing really - but the spring and summer in Tassie is different. Anti-histamines for much of the time don't have a hope - and a full hay fever kit has eye drops, antihistamines - and many tissues - though blowing your nose is pointless after a point where all it means is a nose bleed.
But hooray for saks fifth avenue - now when I am mowing the lawn and using the whipper snipper or slashing the paddocks - I wear my Saks 5th avenue bandana - wrapped around my face bushranger robbing a stage coach style. Riding my ride on mower - wearings saks 5th avenue - got to love it!