In which G.M. Norton gets well and truly leathered.
Like loose change, a bunch of keys have a nasty habit of jangling in one’s trouser pocket.
Although I often carry a satchel, like my enemies, I like to keep my keys as close as possible and that means on my person.
Apart from the jangling issue, there’s two other pet hates from carrying around keys; an unsightly bulge and the damage a set of keys can cause to the pocket lining. Honesty, keys rival that of a moth. In the last few weeks, two trouser pockets have developed holes and despite meaning to repair them, it slips my mind. Before you know it, I’m sauntering around town in them again and worrying that I’ll lose the key to my motorcar.
My trousers deserve more. I demand more. So that’s why I commissioned a fellow on Instagram to make a leather key case for me.