Clothes

I'm hard on my clothes. (You don't need to know this, but I feel like sharing anyway.) I sweat into my shirts like a packmule in the tropics, no matter what I do and regardless of the weather, and my trousers wear out at the seams with disturbing regularity. Were it not for my lifelong aversion to skirts, solidified by six years under a uniform code, I might consider them a better investment.

So today, after discovering my last pair of trousers required surgery, I hied me into town (after meeting a friend I hadn't seen in ages for elevenses) and discovered that THERE WAS A SALE.

Now I have six pairs of trousers, and am very very broke. But hopefully these trousers will last a while longer.