Harry's post below reminds me of a dear friend who went out to buy a pair of jeans, his old ones having suffered that perennial problem, wardrobe shrinkage, and returned home empty handed. He had tried on his usual jeans in his usual size, 34 waist, but found they were too small. Why didn't you get the next size up, I asked him?
Because they're 36 and I'm 34, he said.
Well, I pointed out, obviously if the 34 are too small, you're 36.
No, he said. I'm 34.
As if it was his date of birth or star sign, or the colour of his eyes, something fixed and static in the universe.
He hired a personal trainer.
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