The moment I saw it in all its shiny, red glory, I knew I wanted it, and when it turned out to fit me in size and cost no more than two lunches, I bought it without any hesitation.

Afterwards I started wondering if it screams too much midlife crisis and a desperate clinging-on to youth. Next thing, I’ll be wearing a skin-tight leopard-print dress. (No.)

Then I told myself to stop worrying and just enjoy it. So that’s what I was doing today.