The Commanding Uniform

I inherited a military jumper from my dad when I left for for Australia. Being a little small for me, it’s become Mel’s favourite jumper. Receiving an email from her this morning, perhaps this conversation will clue you in on why it looks better on her than on me.

“Hmm. A Navy jumper”

“What rank are you?”

“Erm, the girlfriend of the jumper owner?”

“Aha! The commanding officer.”

You know this had to come along sometime, but then again, I’ve got no complaints. She does fit the jumper really well.

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