I appear to be in the dog house. I’m in desperate need of a good winter coat as my current one is jet black and looks like something you’d lag a boiler with.
When I wear it, I look like the Michelin man and my wife, Sarah, has been asking me to replace it for years.
Well, I spotted the perfect coat. Water-resistant, down feather-lined, so toasty and warm and with a fur-lined hood.
Before you laugh, it was from Fat Face so it’s rather stylish too.
But it turns out my wife had already bought me a lovely winter coat for Christmas.
And there was me thinking she’d be pleased.
That’s my mistake – thinking!