Ever since my brush with death in April 2018 I have never worn a shirt - at least, not a shirt and tie.
My neck has widened to the extent that none of my (many) existing shirts would fit to the extent of buttoning-up to the neck. Fine for laid-back or day to day open-necked wear but not for funerals and such.
Perhaps it's the titanium hardware holding my head on.
I have managed to navigate life's niceties by and large but a recent funeral brought me round to the need for a proper shirt that fits. Not being one to splash out unduly I turned to my good friend E-bay to see what there was out there in size 18 (46cm) collar. The first item on the screen was
Brand new, still in its wrapping and with a starting bid price of £1.80p. Throwing financial caution to the wind I placed my bid - £1.80p - and not a penny more.
The auction took its course and mine was the only, and therefore successful bid.
It duly arrived and today was try-on day. It fits. Perfectly. It is hung up in a wardrobe, ready for action.
Just one trouble. I need to re-learn how to tie a tie.
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