Buying A Suit And Afternoon Tea With Lily

I don't have any work-type clothes. It's almost three years since I had to give up work and I'm afraid that none of the clothes that I used to wear to work fit me anymore. This wouldn't be too much of a problem if it weren't for the fact that I have applied for a job and I know that I am going to get an interview for it because they sent me an email earlier in the week asking if I was still interested in the job because I was a very strong candidate for it based on my application form.

It's best not to turn up for an interview wearing jeans and a T-shirt which is pretty much what I am dressed in most of the time. I do have a couple of pairs of decent trousers, and some reasonable blouses and jumpers that are fine to wear to work, but I know that it would be best to wear a suit for an interview. And yesterday's email from the Shadow Health Secretary inviting me to round table discussions at the House of Commons means that I ought to be dressed in something half decent on that day too.

The answer was a trip to my nearest shopping centre with a Marks and Spencer so that I could see what they had that might be suitable. It didn't have too much difficulty finding a jacket and trousers in the right sizes so I now have a nice navy blue suit, and three new blouses to wear with it too (one white, one blue, and one pink which is not a colour that I wear often).

I bought a few more bits and pieces (not clothes) that I need in some of the other shops in the shopping centre and then it was off to the cafe to wait for Lily as we were going to meet for afternoon tea. We spent nearly two hours in each others company, drank two cups of tea each, and chatted non-stop. Lots of the talk was about plans for her wedding, but we also talked about what she has been learning about at uni this week. There were a few laughs when she was talking about medical students who are embarrassed by the lectures on certain parts of the body and how they are functioning, and one can't help wondering how these students are going to react when they are doctors and have to talk to patients about slightly embarrassing things. Surely they've thought about it before they went to medical school, but perhaps they haven't.

I am now back home and thinking about getting myself something to eat before sitting down for the evening with my feet up and maybe doing some knitting while I watch television. And just in case you hadn't realised, yes I am feeling a bit better today.