From a heterogeneous collection of loot, Achmet Zek procured a pith helmet
and a European saddle, and from his black slaves and followers a party of porters, askaris and tent boys to make up a modest safari for a big game hunter.
He wheeled to face an utter stranger--a tall, black-haired, gray-eyed stranger clad in khaki and pith helmet
His eyes took in my large pith helmet
, my khaki jacket, and bandoleers of cartridges, the two revolvers swinging at my hips, the large rifle resting against my body.
Both the Englishmen wore light clothes and white pith helmets
and puggrees, but there, for the most part, their resemblance ended.
But it is, with that toy monkey wearing a pith helmet
and holding a pot of flowers.
Famous for wearing a pith helmet
in the show, Don died in 2003, aged 70.
A German tourist in full khaki regalia: shorts, hunting weskit, shirt and pith helmet
, struggled furiously to assemble his complex camera on the edge of the crowd, but Red stopped dancing to a round of applause before he could get his picture.
Whether you pick Fountains Abbey in North Yorkshire, Dolaucothi Gold Mines in Carmarthenshire, Mount Stewart house in County Down or another attraction, your kids will make a pith helmet
to wear then follow the trail to earn a Cadbury Egghead.
Summary: A small, bearded man in a pith helmet
stands in the midst of the bush.
And that, at the end of this trip, would be the last resting place of Clancy's boots, pith helmet
, original diaries and photographs, and Irish and French driving licences.
Lord Featherstone' shares his skills, tools, and techniques for producing everything from calibrated gauges and field generators to an armored pith helmet
Correct costume was held to be vital to the success of such photogenic occasions: the reporter sent to find Princess Pushy's kitten was instructed to equip himself in jungle khaki complete with pith helmet
and butterfly net; Simon Bates was ordered to wear tricorn hat and redcoat uniform for the Calais invasion; and when a "wild bull" escaped from Cirencester market and ran amok the reporter went a-hunting dressed as the back end of a pantomime cow (the photographer, as ever, was at the sharp end).