We went to Pam’s show last night and I wore the-garment-most-Pam-Hogg that I could rustle up  - vintage Calvin Klein suede riding trousers in khaki green.

So today I was idly trawling for long johns and happened upon these World War II long johns. They’d look so great with big bovver boots.

How much will Lektrogirl pay me to wear these?

Mr G has posted my breast on Facebook. And Alice no soon as renounced childbirth as had a hormonal turnaround and wants it all over again.

Penny will blame it on Mercury being in retrograde.

This winter two of my favorite finds have been these Ralph Lauren 80s hand knits. Identical except for colourway, from entirely different sources, and bought within a week of one another.

I’ve just been given a drubbing from Lektrogirl for wearing jeans and one of these sweaters to her place for dinner last time, so I’m off to hunt out something upscale and fabulous for tonight’s get-together… my jeans and blazer dreams dashed for today…

Unlike last week- snow frolicking and a little trip away - this week has been desk-bound, emotionally draining and kind of unpleasant.

Luckily I’m a big subscriber to the Saturday Night Fever “dance it out” theory. It loosens up the limbs, recalibrates the brain and before you know it you’re three songs in and the week is a world away.

The amazing space dance routine is from a one-off TV special Raquel did in 1970.

So tonight I am off for dinner with friends courtesy the Booyah Cook. Surely the best tonic for the blues…