I'm Beginning To Look A Lot Like Santa

For days, here and elsewhere, I have been blogging about how cold it is in Ireland. It is a terrible shock to the system. Rain and wind we are used to, but this biting cold is alien. We don't know how to walk on ice, drive on ice and we don't have the shoes or boots or clothes for ice. Thank goodness then, that it has come after Christmas, and that among my gifts this year was a pair of Carole Hochman pyjamas (or pajamas if that is your spelling inclination). It's a three piece ensemble with an integrated shelf bra which, to my deligh,t serves much the same purpose as the elusive sleep bra. The trousers are long enough to cover the ankles and it comes with a cardigan thing. Better still, it's warm, and you look half way dressed in it. The only unfortunate aspect is the colour. Yes, you've guessed it. Still, who's going to be looking? So, for the duration of these cold days - and particularly on the duvet days - I am more than content to be looking a lot like Santa.