Some years ago, an older friend gave me a second hand dress with the immortal words: “it was too big for me so I thought it might fit you.” We were a similar 14/16 dress size, although a different shape. The dress was at least a size 26 - enormous. I have seen smaller tents. To add insult to injury, it was grey - a colour that is the very least flattering colour for me as I look like a walking corpse and was a style that has never been fashionable. It is probably the most hideous item of clothing l have ever seen. I was amazed that the local charity shop accepted it. While I was in the charity shop, a friend saw me with the dress and asked me who else was going to wear it with me. It is said that it is the thought that counts but there are times when it truly isn’t.