Graciously, I've been invited by default to the wife's employer's pizza quiz evening, workers + loved ones. Naturally, I have agreed to attend as long as wine and other forms of alcohol are available either free, or at my own cost.
But imagine my dismay, when I said to the missus, that I will dress especially smart on this day, so I can attend in my most resplendent sartorial vision. To which my missus warned, please don't come in your usual parakeet look of clashing colours of shirt, almost flourescent tie, clashing jacket, trousers and brown shoes.
That was big mistake, but because now, it's peacock suite time!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qOYrioF-hB8
Don't take it personally, every wife hates their husband's favorite wearables.
Tom Skelton, the Muncaster Castle fool ("Tom Fool"):
https://www.google.com/search?q=tom+fool&rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&prmd=ivns&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ei=VI4RVNGjOZGgyASZ44LABg&ved=0CAYQ_AUoAQ#i=3