This evening I called over to Enid's and when she opened her front door to me and I saw what she was wearing I just laughed. She didn't get it until I took my jacket off and she saw what I was wearing that she laughed too. It was a funny moment!
(This is not the first time Enid and I have turned up wearing the same clothes. It actually happens quite a lot. At the end of the day we are identical twins so we have the a similar taste and style. I do think however it was quite a co-incidence today. I haven't seen Enid wear that shirt for a while, and I cannot remember the last time I wore my denim shirt - like I dragged it from the back of my wardrobe this morning)