OH has no idea of colour co-ordination.
Today he has worn a pinky purple sweater and an orange and white rugby shirt.
I have tried and tried to educate him on what colours go together but I realise I am fighting a losing battle!
It just grates on me. I have tried for the last 30 something years we have been together. It just falls on deaf ears. Well he is very very deaf so maybe that is the reason!!
you sure he's not colour blind. Or see Michael Portillo who wears what i consider to be clashing colours, often seen with pink trousers, green shirt, blue jacket, or other combos of colours. Perhaps one gets to a certain age where it shouldn't matter. Personally i love to coordinate colours. Even to a n
Emmie. For my 60th friends bought me that book/poem and took me out for a day doing many of the things in it beginning with running a walking stick along the railings outside a shop at the top of the road.
When my granddaughter visited and read the poem I told her that's how I was going to grow old. She was quiet for the rest of the visit.
As she left she gave me a hug and said.....please don't do everything in the poem Grandma...spitting and everything...I love you as you are now.
yes i see that a lot of people growing older want to break free from constraints of a lifetime - spitting isn't very ladylike i know. wish i could recall other poem, its going to bug me now..