Fashion

I never have been a dedicated follower of fashion. I suppose that as long as I am moderately smartly dressed then I feel ok and people don't get offended or upset by my dress sense. 

Well last night Clare and I flicked through the blog pages just to see how it is all looking, and we noticed that there was a pattern.

To preempt this, it must be said that I only have two pairs of shorts with me. I also have taken to wearing these shorts and t shirts slightly longer than I normally would at home. After all, what is the chance of meeting someone I know?!?!?!? Also, the efficiency with which we wash the clothes when we get the chance is such that all newly washed and dried clothes go back into the 'warderobe' (a loose term for the limited cupboard space). 

With all this preemptive waffle, our findings were quite amusing. In about 90% of the photos that contain me, I am actually wearing the same pair of beige shorts and the same light blue t shirt with a balloon on the front. It got quite laughable, as from one photo to the next, there they were. It's not particularly my favourite t shirt, it just so happens to be whatever falls out of the warderobe first.

Ignore the shirt, which was only another layer as the temperatures plummet, but this photo from yesterday proves the point somewhat.

After much mirth and observation I then looked down, and realised that yes, I was wearing the same beige shorts and same light blue t shirt with a balloon on it. I shall wear something different for the cheese festival then!

Ed