Can I fashion something better out of nothing more than my wits and a couple of old skirts?
It’s going to have to be robust enough to stand up to
- my elderly cat using me as a scratching post
- my chronic inability to stop myself wiping my hands down my left-hand side
- much household bleaching and bog-standard meat and two veg cooking
We’re talking industrial not flouncy, Tasha Yar not Deana Troi. Not that I remember either of them doing much baking. In reality some teflon-coated overalls would be best.