TPR came out of retirement to do one last rotation in the US. We lived ‘open plan’ in a gym-sized hall alongside many other people. This meant that we had to share furniture and dress in front of the others. I was often confused as to whether the clothes on the chair next to my shared dressing table were actually mine.
On this occasion I found a short red soft Tweed jacket and almost-matching skirt. My dressing table partner told me that DM had left them for me. This got me thinking about how TPR and I were spending our time in the US. Why had we not yet made a trip to the outlet stores?