Not for Pruning Brambles
I don't know if this sweater is from Pringle of Scotland's archives, but it has something of the 1930s golfing sweater about it. Considering their heritage, that wouldn't be an unreasonable assumption.
I pulled it out for a weekend in lovely Fowey on recon. Look closely and you see the sweater has kind of a feathery herringbone pattern that looks like it has been woven on top. There's likely a name for this technique. I'm a fan whatever they call it. The feathering gives the sweater an unusual texture, but makes it prone to plucking (feathers pun).
I need be careful with this one. When I drop it in my Gizzi Weekender it needs to be bagged and tagged, though if the feathers pull, they pull — occupational hazard. Common sense is called for here — I wouldn't wear it when I'm cutting back brambles with Dyton.
The sweater is made from super-softest cashmere — how the quality can vary in this regard — with a dash of mohair to provide a little bit of furriness. Pringle dabble in runway fashion to satisfy the editorials of fashion magazines and to excite fashionistas (whatever they might be), but they also continue to bring out classics to satisfy the fogiest fogey amongst us.
The pattern, shape and colour of this sweater give it timeless good looks. Hence its appearance on the pages and torso of The Tweed Pig.