Bananas In Pyjamas

Hello everyone,

This has been a pretty spectacular week. In fact it has been one of my most favorite weeks ever! I have discovered something so wonderful and marvelous and I can’t wait to let you all in on the secret. I haven’t worked out a way to make millions of pounds. I have discovered something far more exciting. I have found pyjamas!

I should let you know that by this I don’t mean I went to bed naked before. I don’t want to get too graphic in this blog but nude sleeping is not for me. I like something between me and the sheets. If going to bed with everything flapping around is your bag, then I’m pleased for you. But it most certainly is not the case in Ollington Towers.

Anyway I digress. Back in my youth I would wear some shorts and a t-shirt to bed, and in recent years I have actually worn a form of pyjamas. But these weren’t real pyjamas though. These were the type that you get from Marks and Spencer that are basically shorts and a t-shirt (but matching). In a way they are pyjamas for beginners. They are something you wear when you don’t want to be all skanky by wearing your underwear, but by the same token you aren’t quite ready for full blown bedtime wear.

Just recently though I have looked upon Emma with some envy as such is the joy her pyjamas give her. After an evening shower the Emster will often relax on the sofa in her p.j.’s and she will look as snug as a bug in a rug. My shorts and t-shirt type nightware just wasn’t as good for this. Even in LA nights can be chilly, and I would look daft if I put socks on (socks and shorts – even pyjama shorts – is always a no. Unless you have those little hidden ankle socks with trainers). I therefore stuck with my jeans.

On a Saturday shopping trip I saw some real pjyama bottoms in the sale. I decided to purchase them to see if they were as good as I imagined. I also got myself a couple of nice cotton t-shirts to go with them (as I am not ready for the last stage of a pyjama top. That will happen when I am 38 I reckon). That evening I tried on my new purchase and guess what? I was in heaven dear reader. They are so comfy I could have cried with delight. I now know why fat people like to wear tracksuit bottoms around the house (even though they haven’t done a days exercise in their life).

I am going to get myself some more pairs this weekend. There is no stopping me now! All I think about at work is how long until I can get home and get myself out of trousers and into my P.J. bottoms. What could be better than putting your Pyjamas on, settling down with a nice cup of tea and watching an episode of ‘Lost’. That is as perfect as life gets I think. As Emma said, I have joined pyjama club, and it’s one membership I will not be cancelling for a while.

Marc x