Peter Millar on The Chipping Forecast

The spring evening was gentle, the sort of evening which makes people kind, but still she moved towards him cautiously, aware of his reputation, knowing how difficult he could be, how quickly his temper could rise. Yet she couldn't help but want him. The lines of his body underneath his clothing, the fabric caressing his form, sitting so well on his oddly short arms. She saw the truth in his eyes and needed to know herself. Is that the Peter Millar excursionist flex quarter zip jumper? It is, he replied, with his voice as soft as the merino wool combined with the performance yarn. Navy blue medium, with ribbed cuffs and hem. And you? Well, it's a Mirage V-neck jumper from the Crown Collection. She shook her head in some frustration. You know they do women's apparel as well as men's, on and off the course. Always have done, and free delivery on your first order. Their eyes locked. It was only a moment, but years in the making. A cooling breeze came from the water, and so too did the words that she had so long wanted to hear. I think I'm going to buy a gilet, maybe the fuse hybrid one in Oslo Grey. And they headed off together to visit www.petermillar.co.uk.