It's for my true love far away...

On the night before we left for The Beer Festival.... we got organised.  

Unlike Tooli, who when attending a festivals bought a whole new wardrobe, we made do with what we had.  

After allowing Tooli to review the hat, it was put back on the shelf and left for a separate suitable outing (ie., one which I wasn't in attendance at, and probably involving Scouts). 

Sadly we felt lacking when we got there.  Hats like this, straw boaters, Robin Hood type hats, floral garlands, floppy felt hats, and one truly horrendous creation which I can only describe as something the worzels would have rejected.