Not all clothes need to be expunged from my wardrobe. Some can pass down a single rung of acceptability to becoming ‘work’ clothes. Gardening, DIY, drain and/or guttering maintenance and the like. I stand on the verge of moving down a jean size. I can get rid of the stained tracksuit trousers. Look at them, splattered with paint and No More Nails, dusty and unloved. In the bin you go.
And having got rid of them, I now own exactly no pairs of tracksuit trousers, which is nice.