I figured that if I'm going to spend a few days in hospital that I should really buy a pair of pyjamas. Walking about the hospital in a pair of boxers and skanky old t - shirt won't wash. Being
the cheapskate that I am, I tried Primark first. Brilliant, I wish I had the balls to wear them. Union Jack jammies, Packman jammies, even, and I shit you not, London Olympics Jim jams. If I had the chutzpah I would have run with it, but no, I settled for Marks& Spencers sensible jim jams -which, incidentally, I'm test driving now. I haven't worn pyjamas since I was about 12 and my girlfriend won't even kiss me - says it's creepy. Can't say I blame her - I feel like I'm 12.
Christ - this just keeps getting weirder
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