At the weekend I washed the bedlinen. In other, less exciting news we left the European Union and the nation prepared for yet another lockdown. But as for me, I washed the bedlinen. It was only when I took the sheet and duvet cover out of the machine, though, that I realised that, worn soft …
One Christmas, many years ago, I was given a pair of slippers. They were black leather with suede soles and they were butter-soft, the most comfortable things I have ever worn. So I wore them a lot, every day, until they were full of holes and beyond repair. But I couldn’t bear to part with …