The Boot Room

Forest green lambswool with a frayed end, made to be knotted once and forgotten on a hook.

Lambswool tartan that looks right slightly rained on, and costs less than the dry-cleaning would.

Olive with burnt-orange heel and toe, in a wool blend. Built for the bench by the door.

An ankle-height welly in olive and black, for the walk from car to kettle.

Chocolate-brown Chelsea welly with a sherpa lining. Mud will only improve the argument.

Chelsea-style wellington with a mudguard sole, which is the sort of detail puddles respect.

Leather patchwork gloves that will crease at the knuckle and be better for it.

Leather with ribbed-knit cuffs and thumb slots. Practical first, and it shows.

Brown nappa leather gloves, lined in silk. The one pair for good, kept near the boots.

A pricier tartan lambswool scarf, for the person who wears one every day until March.

Dark brown woven leather with silver-tone buckle. Holds up corduroy and will soften at the holes.

Dark brown suede-finish belt with engraved detailing. Scuffs here are a feature, not a flaw.

Plain brown five-pocket corduroy from a workwear name. Sensible, and fine for kneeling by the boot rack.

Brown corduroy in patches, like a field mended by an ambitious tailor. The room's one dissenter.