Hooray for Father’s Day on Sunday! (note slight level of forced enthusiasm) My other half consistently tells me he doesn’t want any effort at all for Father’s day, but then MILKS it on the actual day. It’s like living with Caesar. But he works hard, so I don’t mind. Not much. I only mind a little bit.
We were asked by George at Asda if we would be interested in putting their jeans to the test. We were delighted to give them a go – like most people we’re in Jeans 90% of the time and always on the look out for ones that look good and feel comfy. We both find it hard to find jeans with a good fit that don’t go saggy and misshapen after 2 hours of wear. So we crossed our fingers that George would have the magic answer!