Last Saturday I had a PJ day. Joe was away for the weekend and the weather was particularly nasty and so I made toasties, found an Agatha Christie box set to watch and stayed in my pyjamas and dressing gown for the whole day. It was bliss, comfy and cosy, and a day of sheer relaxation, safely away from the awful wind and rain that was outside. It did get me wondering though about the state of my PJs though. For if you are going to spend a cosy day wearing PJs, they should really be something a little more luxurious than Primark’s finest. A lot of people will spend…