And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear

You may remember that last Saturday I went to a Christmas meal in fancy dress, but didn’t actually get any photos. Well, a few have surfaced, so here goes.

Jonny also told me that he gave a lift to one of his work colleagues who was there for part of the evening, and he asked who I was, as we’d come as a double-combo fancy dress. Jonny explained that we’d known each other since school, and the colleague looked a bit confused as he thought I was about 50 years old! My make-up was very good then.