Vest is best

I believe it may be true that the white cotton undergarment within which I was brought up, and in which I still exist for much of the year in these temperate climes, is not part of everyone’s wardrobe. Nevertheless, I felt it deserved a small tribute. [Readers with American upbringings will need temporarily to abandon their own definition of the V-word.]

I am blessed
With a chest
That’s caressed
By a vest.
(Had you guessed?)

[Image: John Lewis]
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