My lovely oldest son Joe is coming over and I sense a nice day. Mike has sorted out a load of clothes that are too big for him and, now Joe has lost eight stone, there's a big chance of them all fitting him, which I'm sure will please him. I've felt quite sorry for him as it has cost him quite a bit buying a couple of items of clothing every time he's gone down a size so this lot will help him out now he's the size they all are. If he has the trousers they'll need taking up, but that's no biggy, is it? Even I can do that, but his mother in law is much better at it than me so it'll be best her doing it I'd say. It matters more on smart trousers, doesn't it?