Comic Relief

You may have noticed that last Friday was Comic Relief. I vividly remember sitting up late into the night watching it almost all of the way through when I was about nine or ten, I think that was the first time that I truly understood what it was about.

I had the opportunity to go to take calls for Comic Relief this year, a chance I sadly had to turn down because the journey back up would have meant I wouldn't be able to go to the open day at the Nuffield hospital. As going private for IVF treatment is something that we're seriously considering it wasn't something that I really wanted to put off while we waited another six months for the chance.

I was slightly disappointed at not being able to be as involved with Comic Relief as I would have liked, so when I saw a post on Facebook about how we had the option to go to work in a football shirt or pyjamas and to bring your favourite teddy, I knew I had to join in.

I'm a bit of a shy sort of person and I don't generally like to draw too much attention to myself (though I'm sure people who know me would disagree) so going to work in my jammies felt like a really big deal. I kept telling myself I'd just go in dress-down gear, but lying awake on the Friday morning I kept thinking about what I could wear.

Which is how I ended up going to work looking like this:

As you can see, I was very carefully coordinated. And yes, I wore the Eeyore slippers all day. Technically Eeyore isn't my favourite cuddly toy, but he went well with the rest of my outfit.

Somewhere there is a photo floating around of me wearing this outfit complete with a Red Nose. Hopefully that'll never see the light of day!

T-Spex

I think we raised a good amount of money. I'm looking forward to finding out the final total, and perhaps watching some of the highlights of the night on BBC iPlayer.