Today our Nick is off to a reception at the House. In preparation he had his suit cleaned and before setting off to Winchester to see his Sister he collected his suit from the cleaners and hung it in the back of his car. This morning he got suit out of car, carefully washed and talced himself, removed the plastic cleaner's bag from the suit and got dressed. The suit trousers will not do up and are so short that they end just below his knees. The jacket sleeves end at about his elbows. He has in fact been given the wrong suit!
He has just phoned me from Winchester station where he is buying a ticket for London and is attending the reception at the HoC ~ he is wearing his BiL's New Blazer with shiny brass buttons and a pair of borrowed trousers.
I have his permission to publish this humiliation.