Last week I was in E.R. Wahlman, a funny little shop in a  cobbled narrow street just off the Senate Square. They sell official hats. I was there to get a white hat for my daughter for her graduation ceremony.

109 Euros for this?
It IS real leather, sir, and there's a gold badge.
Gold-plated!
As you wish, sir.
But still...
It will last a lifetime, sir.
Not surprising when it is only used once a year...I'll take it.
Thank you, sir.

And then I noticed there were academic doctor's hats and a whole range of oher hats in purple and black. You could be outfitted for an early Colonial Thanksgiving Day in this shop.

So I suppose the Finns are quite keen on ceremonial headwear.

You can't be me, I'm taken

If you're awardred the freedom of the city of london you're entitled to drive a herd of sheep over london bridge into the city. I hear one or two do so (at a queit time) just to ensure such a right doesn't lapse.

How apropos.  Are these traders, customers to be fleeced or are they of the furry, four legged variety?

If sanity be culturally normative, then by the norms of this culture I claim insanity.