Dress codes can be very confusing sometimes. And I’m not even talking about the cryptic ones. The likes of ‘elegant casual’ or ‘chic’ are beyond me. What on earth do they mean? I spend the weeks leading up to almost any event confused and terrified. Tonight for example I’ve been invited to a black tie event. Well, Henry was invited and I am his ‘plus one’. Black tie sounds innocent enough and it doesn’t cross his mind to wonder what he should wear. He doesn’t know quite how lucky he is. He see’s black tie on an invitation …

Realising that I was a bit startled, and so too were the sheep, the shepherd signalled me to carry on…