As a freelancer working mainly from home, I (mostly) welcome the chance of a meeting in London. It’s even better if a free lunch is involved. And even better yet if I find myself in West London on a Friday, and can get up to Portobello Market for a forage. Schoolgirl error with the purple dress (£2, from a pile on the floor at one of the tattier stalls up the road beyond the railway arch), however. I thought it was a halter-neck, but alas not – upon closer inspection on the train home, I realised that it’s a one-shoulder cocktail frock, and I’m really going to need the right occasion to brave this one. Still, it’s a great colour, a nice sheeny taffeta, surprisingly well-cut for a cheapie (it’s a Nicholas Millington. Hadn’t heard of him before, had to Google, having never looked at the Littlewoods catalogue) and is finished off nicely by the wide black satin sash I already had in my collection. With a black shawl, pashmina or cardigan, perhaps… On a more everyday note, the short-sleeved cotton blouse (black, with a very delicate white paisley print) came from my granny, and works well over a denim skirt.