The Beaufort 40th Anniversary: Customer Stories
14 Sep 2023
The Beaufort 40th Anniversary: Customer Stories
AUTUMN WINTER 2023
Here at Barbour, we are proudly celebrating 40 years of the iconic Beaufort jacket. The Barbour Beaufort jacket holds different meanings for different people, worn by country lovers and city dwellers alike since 1983. For some, it is a one-of-a-kind hand-me-down and for others it’s a rainy and reliable friend.
We love hearing stories from our customers about their favourite memories in their jackets, so in honour of the Beaufort’s 40th Anniversary, here are some of our favourites…
Luca:
It was 2006 when me and my father were at the stadium watching a football game in Milan when it started raining and got windy. My dad looked at me and said: “take, wear this”. He gave me his Beaufort jacket.
On that day Barbour became a symbol of family to me, I had to wait to grow up to get my own jacket and look like my dad, proud knowing that I dress his same jacket.
Ulrich:
I have owned my Beaufort since 1995. Over the years I have had some adjustments made, including an additional inner pocket and a monogram sewn in. First through the customer service in England, then later their service partners in Germany. My Beaufort has been a faithful companion over the decades, be it in the foggy, cold and wet Lake District, at sunrise in the Namib or while observing animals in the local national park. Any holes and tears were patched again and again, and the Beaufort was freshly waxed every summer. Because that’s the easiest way to do it! Over the decades, the Beaufort has become a protective shell on countless trips and nature breaks. My Beaufort jacket is always ready to hand in the cloakroom.
Lesa:
I have never actually owned my own Barbour jacket, although it is on my christmas list this year! But my uncle had a green Beaufort jacket, he was a farmer and he wore it religiously, except in the height of summer, then out came his checked shirts. The smell of his jacket is a wonderful memory for me, especially having it wrapped around me as a little girl when caught out by a shower of rain or holding his hand whilst walking Bessy the Border collie. Uncle Sam passed away several years ago now, but that waxy musky smell takes me straight back to being on the farm with him.
ABOVE: (left) Barbour Beaufort Wax Jacket