Towel, Chris Tann's

Useful Items of Hitchhiker Apparel: The Towel.

My towel probably deserves a little more comment. This was my first real travelling towel. We had been to Europe together, we had been in the army together, and we had become inseparable [1]. It was really starting to build up some character, with some lovely stains, each of which bought back memories of a different party or road-trip. It was a simple towel, six foot of plain, light blue (and rather blotchy by this time) towelling, with a fringe of white (well, a dirty grey) at each end.

This towel set off on its own adventures on Friday, 13th February 1987, when it hitched a lift after a party, and was never seen again. Luckily enough, I found a small blue piece of fluff under my fingernail, and my Personal Towel Technician (mother) was able to clone me a new towel from this. This towel is now in even worse condition that its parent towel. It is only towel condoms [2] that are stopping it from reproducing [3].