Enquiries: 0181 910 13593 Pale-blue cotton cardigan sizes 10-14 pounds 27 Jigsaw 126-127 New Bond Street London

Enquiries: 0181 910 13593 Pale-blue cotton cardigan (sizes 10-14), pounds 27, Jigsaw, 126-127 New Bond Street, London W1, 0171 491 4484, and 39-43 King Street, Manchester, 0161 839 90574 Pale-pink rayon rib cardigan (sizes 10-16), pounds 35, Warehouse, 96 Kings Road, London SW3, and 30 King Street, Manchester. 1 Silk rib cardigan (sizes 38-46), pounds 240, Dolce & Gabbana, 175 Sloane Street, London SW1, 0171 235 0335
2 Rose-print cardigan (sizes 8-14), pounds 27.50, Miss Selfridge, 221-223 Oxford Street, London W1. Beware of cheap synthetic knits which will bobble and snag easily. The fit should be snug (watch out for snug body-fit but baggy arms, which will look all wrong), a V-neck will be more practical for the summer and doesn’t look as “buttoned up” and although cotton (Racing Green do some good crew-neck, cotton cardies, tel 0345 331177) is the obvious summer choice, a fine cashmere or silk is good for evening. Cardigans aren’t just something you wear in winter, either, and summer is a perfect excuse to buy one in a pretty colour.

However, like all basic pieces, finding the perfect cardigan isn’t easy. But I hear that even their long-running menage has broken up now So it goes And so they all went.. The humble cardigan may not be king of the wardrobe but it deserves a place at the top table. It all proved too much for Rufus’s fragile male ego – they had a bedding rota pinned to the fridge with nights off for Marxist meetings and menstruation. Rufus soon added Dee-Dee, a cute girl with dreadlocks, making it a menage- a-quatre The rota was re-done and became very complicated. But I’ve only known two women with the power to reverse the alpha-male dominated harem.One, Chloe, was a tough Northern feminist who insisted that her new toy- boy, the hunky Rufus, move in with her and her long-term squeeze, David.

They both had baby boys.The other was a sweet ghoul – the horror writer Poppy Z Brite, who lived, very publicly, in the old French Quarter of New Orleans with her two male lovers One was a Chinese chef. Eventually, Chloe and Dee-Dee, both hugely pregnant, fell in love, renounced men and went off to found a feminist commune. Now that romantic love has fled, I am extremely fond of them all and almost-best friends with Felix.This, in my experience, was a fairly typical menage-a-trois. Many women friends have, either unwittingly or through ideological commitment (“We’re just not jealous or possessive here…”) found themselves in similar situations During the Seventies, it was almost de rigueur. She went in and called a cab and gave me some Valium when it arrived.Abbie and Felix never got back together Their child was another sharp, blond heart-breaker. Now teenage, he is kissing the girls and making them cry in his turn. His parents both married new partners and produced some more, surprisingly nice children.