Decisions! 04.05.07

Robbie was rushing around in a state of undress this morning when he should have already left the house. Apparently he had got up at the correct time, but had delayed himself by attending to an urgent email. Anyway, he came back to the bedroom shirtless claiming that he was looking for a shirt to iron. I pointed out that there were a number of ironed shirts already in the wardrobe and there was another ironed shirt still hanging up downstairs. He had a cursory look in the wardrobe and said "yes, but there are none that I want to wear" He defeats me, where is the logic in that? If he really has a wardrobe full of clothes that he doesn't use, he will have to watch out because I will be up there with a binbag!