My coat was made for me by The Warwick Seamstress, Mrs. Mary Puterbaugh. The poor woman actually developed a wool allergy during the construction of my coat! This killed off her reenacting business, and it was kind of heartbreaking having her send me pictures of working on my coat while she was wearing gloves.
The color is very much the older "Robin Hood" shade that has (deservedly) gone out of style among our groups, and I point to her agony in making it as to why there is no trim on the cuffs, as there should be.
I am happy with the weave and the fit. Despite those two imperfections my uniform still is the talk of the little events I attend up here and always blows the minds of the school groups I teach in the spring.
I'd like to try to dye it, but...well, I'm a chicken.
I spent my Discretionary Reenacting Funds on the pack this winter (which I'm still awaiting arrival of), so I'll begin saving up again to get a new uniform next winter before we begin the 150th events...