A didnae realise folk outside Scotland didnae ken what a tammie was. Since I've been wee we've always called a beanie a tammie but listen you're no here for a lesson in the gorgeous Scotts language.
I'm someone who is terrified of colour and recently (over the summer) I've experimented with it and I've loved it. Makes me more interested having limbs to put clothes on. I've decided that we as a collective of wee darlins shouldn't be afraid of colour so I said RIGHT YER GETTIN A PURPLE TAMMIE. Delve into the deep silk of its purple glory and be dazzled by its softness and warmth. Go on, be colourful. Treat yersel.