When I have had a rubbish day, I have a special pair of men’s winter pyjamas I put on to get into bed with. I know this may sound strange, but they are some of the most comfortable things I have ever owned. I bought them when I fractured my arm as they were easier to get on and off, but I loved them so much I wear them whenever I’m feeling down. There’s nothing like dumping all your stuff somewhere, putting on the kettle for a cup of tea, having something dead stodgy for dinner, and watching the TV with the world’s softest, baggiest, warmest, most wonderful pyjamas in the world. I don’t know why men don’t make more of these – they really are a wonderful invention.

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