“Vern rotated the nightdress like clock hands – from six thirty till midnight – to read the hem label by the window’s grey light. ‘We’ve been to the moon and we still can’t dye nylon or polyester.’ ‘I haven’t been to the moon; have you?’ she said. ‘This is polyester?’ he said. ‘You should’ve been a woman,’ she said.” HumourManchesterNorthernersWythenshawe Book:Oxblood Source: Oxblood