Perils of Zoom: I was in Waynetta Slob mode when my kid comes in broadcasting to his whole class (and their parents) – Hayley Matthews

And, trust me ladies (and men with moobs), you don't know what you’re missing until you go ‘upstairs commando’.

Not thinking there would be much of a downside to embracing the "Waynetta Slob" in me, I soon came to the conclusion that there’s little point in getting out the cosiness of my pj’s if I’m indoors all day.

So more often than not I’ll be rocking about looking like something from an episode of “Shameless” in my manky joggies and t-shirt, a stark contrast from the women we see advertised online from brands pushing their latest “loungewear”.

I'm also still breastfeeding our youngest son and when you're in lockdown, with a toddler who realises he has boob on tap, the no bra, jammies and lack of any effort seem completely justified.

Until that is, my nine-year-old, with half his class on a Zoom call, enters the living room with the iPad in his hands, as he rakes about for a pencil and a snack exposing me to all his peers, their parents and the teacher who's done nothing to deserve an eyeful of bra-less Waynetta!

I'm not easily flustered but I do not want to be doing anything that could potentially be broadcast to a group of P5's chatting about fractions!

So short of getting an "on-air" sign flashing like a bright red beacon above my nine-year-old’s head, I'm going to have to dig the bras out, at least for the sake of the home school broadcasts and my dignity!

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