Appropriate dress

It is always around this time of year when the letters columns are set alight by various people complaining about the dress of various expats (generally young and female) and the appropriateness to Ramadan.
It is the same hysterical letter over and over again usually ending with that most imaginative of sentiments - if you don't like it , go home.....yawn.

This however is a very different beast, recently the serenity of cubicle land was disturbed by a letter from the heights "reminding" one and all of the standards of dress demanded in order to enter the workplace - to make money for those who are writing the self same letter.

Now exposed flesh (particularly in the belly region) is not something the Weasel will ever voluntarily bare to the world and therefore he feels unable to comment on the rights or wrongs of said exposure, however the other half of this mail dealt with the wearing of suits and ties.

Ties.

A Victorian English homage to the medieval cod piece is considered essential dress in a 21st century business ..............in the tropics.

Sorry but this is ridiculous , it is 40 bloody degrees outside and the Weasel is told to walk around in an (admittedly fine) outfit produced for Edwardian gentlemen who frequented the chilly streets of old Europe.

Now the Weasel knows that the days of Empire when besuited gentlemen strode around the dominions dressed in Saville row's finest are long gone, so why oh why are companies still demanding we dress, and sweat, in acres of worsted, cotton and silk.

The Weasel's one glimmer of hope is that national dress is permitted, so that will be the kilt on Sunday morning then with obligatory lack of undergarments, at least it will be nice and cool.