The outside temperature has risen into double figures. It’s time to look out lighter clothes. Oh dear – how could I have left things in such a muddle? I shall have to gear myself up for a grand fitting out – like a liner. Sometimes I feel like an ocean liner – stately, majestic, steady on the water. Well I refuse to think of myself as rounding out into the space of a rubber beach ball. A large beach ball at that.
Perhaps that is enough effort for one day. Thinking about the spring wardrobe and trying things on to see what will fit is exhausting enough.