A matter of support, or the lack of it.

I have on the odd occasion rattled on about tights and the up and downs of finding some that fit.

This time it is the Bra that my attention is focused on. When I graduated from a "token" bra and finally stopped growing I wore a 36 B for absolutely years. During prgnancy and breastfeeding I simply wore the same size but in maternity conformation.

Then came the menopause and I ballooned up to a 38 D, at least that is what I was measured at in Magic and Sparkle. Now my Bra drawer has a selection of 36 C, 36 D, 38 C and 38 D and some of them fit perfectly. The only problem is that all the perfect fitting ones are in different sizes. To add more confusion to the issue I have bought twin packs and the same bra in 2 different colours only to find that 1 fits and 1 came from a different planet.

I have some that need the straps at full extension and some that have them hitched up to the shortest possible length, some that just fit round my back and some that are obviously built for congenital twins.

As for cup sizing, who on earth sets the standard for that. Some have room for a pair of socks each side whilst some are just a micron away from being Boa Constrictor tight.

Cost is no indicator or guarantee of fit or comfort, I have lost count of the number of bras that I have thrown away because the underwires have dug so deep into my breast bone that my flesh has bruised.
The most comfortable bra that I have came from a sale rack in Tesco, it was part of a twin pack. Needless to say the other one was tried on and consigned to the charity shop box. 

Now I am dire need of some new ones, in fact I need to replace them all. I think that a session in M & S will have to happen, at least I can try them all on rather than putting my trust in luck and the Devil.

Right now I need to think about Knit and Natter, I have socks to take (no surprises there then) and a cake to get from the fridge.

The SO had a very full on day yesterday and after stuffing hid face with ham and mustard sauce with mash and veg, he had a walloping slice of our cake with half a tub of cream. I had to applaud him.

I slipped down to see Jess yesterday and came away with a jar of her hedgerow jelly and a jar of vegan lemon and orange curd. It Is Wonderful, in fact my mouth watered as I wrote that. She very kindly gave me the recipe so that will be on the Job List for Thursday. Spoon anyone?

I hope to get my lemon drizzle cake made into a round and sandwiched together with the curd, Oh My, more mouthwatering.

I am off to dribble in a corner somewhere.

                                      TTFN                              Pam