I thought I was being ever so clever when I bought these Simon Carter Aspirin cufflinks. Just the right size for the sort of pills that are very difficult to smuggle into a club. The only problem was, I never wore a double cuff shirt to a club, never went to a club, was to square to take pills. But it didn’t mean that I didn’t want too. Aspiration is a powerful marketing tool.
The raison d’être of cufflinks is that they keep the two halves of one’s cuff linked. Hence the name. These don’t, the smaller restraining end is too small and well, doesn’t restrain itself. But perhaps that’s the intended irony of carrying two Aspirin permanently around with you.
They are a nightmare to wear as any general arm movement will dislodge one end leaving you and your cuff waving in the wind like a lost 18th century dandy, or more often fall out of both cuffs leaving you to pursue a sterling silver escape as it flies under a desk, rolls along the pavement, or bounces down the stairs at Liverpool Street station. Yes it did, yes it was rush hour and yes I looked a right pilchard running between people’s legs trying to find it.
First published 30th November 2012 on A Beard About Town Website.