She hit me again.
On the previous occasion I had only been fumbling to find the finest expression to convey that her excellent posterior appeared neither enlarged nor shrunk by what she had been wearing.
Am I the only man who doesn’t quite understand what all the fuss is about when it comes to fashion? I mean, she actually has a mug that says “If the shoe fits – buy it in every colour!” I buy shoes in every colour – one pair black, the other brown, what more could I need… apart from some slippers, a pair of trainers, sandals for the summer, wellies for the winter, some climbing boots, of course my red Converse All Stars…
Oh well… I suppose I do have my fashion requirements too. But the point is that what made me struggle to find the right words in the first place was that she had been wearing YELLOW PYJAMAS!