Every morning my three-year-old daughter weeps - no, screams - because
she doesn't want to get dressed. 'Jar-mas!' she wails. 'Jar-mas!' Given
that she is merely exchanging one soft'n'stretchy set of garments for
another - rather than, say, a pair of tricky high heels - I find this
daily reaction a bit wearing. But in broad terms I am with her all the
way. You can take my cashmere sweaters and throw away my designer shoes,
but lay your hands on my pyjamas and we'll be having words, my friend.
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So it was with whooping and Native American-style dancing that I
greeted the appearance of silky PJ trousers and shirts...
