I bought a suit. I received a suit. I tried on a suit. I packed up a suit. I returned a suit.
I can't imagine that this is a fate which has befitted many of you, but despite this it is still one which made me very sad. I bought a suit to wear to a leavers ball and then afterwards, and more importantly, my fathers wedding. Second wedding. I wasn't even invited to the first, but I can only assume that I wasn't invited because I didn't exist at the time. The suit I received was a fairly suave black number. Slim fit black trousers, a slim fit black blazer, a grey shirt and a black and purple stripy tie. I didn't plan to wear the shirt and tie for the actual events, but it was a package deal and I had to choose something. Anyway, back to serious suit talk. I have a slim fit white shirt that fits me nicely, and then the tie can be sorted out in the future. But if I was a betting man I would say that I will end up with a blue tie.
Now I can only take this last opportunity to apologise that this blog has had no humour in it at all. It doesn't even have much in the way of content. I am awful.
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