"Hmmm," thinks the senile dude in a moment of lucidity, "Did eating out of ally messtins really bring on my Alzheimer's ? I'd better check."
He slowly shuffles the eight feet to the locker, and while leaning on his zimmer frame picks up the MVP kit with a 'Helping Hand' pincer.
A fumbling check on the outside eventually reveals no Nike/Gucci/CD labels, so the decrepit fingers attempt to peel the velcro apart, badly hindered by the advanced stages of Parkinson's Disease.
After thirty minutes of cursing his arthritis-ridden digits the smock falls open to reveal a green tag on the inside.
Description, NSN, Size, then......Manufacturer ! In this case, Remploy Ltd.
An investigation of the strides revealed the remnants of several bouts of incontinence, but poking through one of the crusty layers was a similar label, but this time indicating that they were made by Annis Protective Wear Ltd.
"Ah," he mused, "Labels on the inside of the garments. Those were the days !"