Wednesday, February 10, 2010
G phoned me somewhat red faced (or as red faced as it is possible to be on the phone). G had been in meetings at work all day and spending time with various people doing work related things. It was only at 4pm that G’s jumper was identified as being inside out, having been so all day, including in front of some very senior person from work. I am not sure that G would have been able to get away with it as a fashion statement. I was very supportive and at one point was crying with laughter while G told me.