We're off to see the Stone Roses at Heaton Park on Saturday. Outside. In a park. In the mud.
I'm all sorted with my festival chic clobber. Bought a rather nifty Pac-a-Poncho from Topshop to go with my trusty Hunters.
The other half on the other hand will not have even considered the weather. And will not do so till roughly 11am on Saturday by which time it will be too late. I am a little concerned because his entire footwear collection consists of: 3 pairs of white trainers, 1 pair of blue suede trainers, 1 pair of football boots, 2 pairs of flip flops, 1 pair of black leather pointy shoes he wears with his suit at weddings and funerals, 1 pair of slippers.........and Geoff's wellies... which are 2 sizes too big and were discovered in our shed 9 years ago when Betty and Geoff moved out of our house and we moved in.
I'm not his mother so I won't be interfering.
But if he wears the Geoff wellies I can't possibly stand next to him.