Polly Hudson

COLUMNIST

My husband and I are in a battle – so long-running it started the day we met – about his fashion choices. What he doesn’t know is that I have recently recruited a secret agent. Turns out if a cute three-year-old looks at you with puppy-dog eyes and says, “Not that jumper please, Daddy, I don’t like it” it’s far more effective than a nagging wife telling you that you look like Jeremy Clarkson.