Underpants. What’s the form? I ask because my partner, who is outraged, is surely making too much of this. He has found out that on long-distance sleeper trains when I want to pee in the night I don’t get dressed for the occasion.
We’ve just reached Italy by car. But for the 430 miles from Paris to Briançon on the Italian border we and the Mini took the overnight train. Our “couchette” slept six so we had four strangers with us.
I was happy on the top bunk but in the small hours needed the loo, as usual. In sleeper trains the loo is down the corridor, so what to do? Sorry, fogeys, but I can’t abide pyjamas, don’t take silk dressing gowns on holiday,