H is on his annual works golf outing today.
I did say to him last night that he'd best pack some waterproofs, did he listen...no. Said he needed all the room in his golf bag for the Miller 
Got a phone call at 2pm today from a drenched H pleading with me to bring him a change of clothes. I told him I was at my Mum's (5 miles from home), so no. "But i'm soaked through to my boxers - it was a thunder storm" came the pained reply.
So I agreed to go into Matalan to pick him up some stuff.
I was in Matalan when the phone rang again "can you pick up some stuff for the other guys too".
14 pairs of cargo trousers, t-shirts, boxers shorts, socks and a 30 mile round trip later..
I walked into the club house to find 14 men in various stages of undress, but a least I got a round of applause from them and i'm getting to keep the £40 change.
They'll look attractive out on the town tonight with their Matalan specials 