pants

To the outlet store in Lelystad.

I'm always very much aware of the money we spend as a family, not because I'm tight, but because with three girls coming up through the ranks fashion and being fashionable (not always the same) invariably will cost me a lot of money.

This is illustrated beautifully with these: Bjorn Borg pants. How anyone, especially Bjorn Borg, a man for whom I had a great deal of respect (John McEnroe I could understand, but not Bjorn Borg), can seriously charge 18 euros (and that is outlet store prices folks!) for a pair of underpants without feeling even a little guilty is beyond me.

I went into full Victor Meldrew mode in the shop until I was ushered out by the wife and kids. They took me to a McDonalds where they bought me an icecream.

When we got home later that day, I found 120 euro worth of underpants at the bottom of a bag - I suspect they went back to the shop while I was in the queue waiting for my icecream.