Ok....yesterday I experienced one of those moments when you just know the bulge on your thigh isn't the result of recent holiday excesses, but it's last night's knickers stuck down the leg of your jeans (let's be honest ladies....it's happend to us all at some time!) So, I discretely removed the knickers (not my best pair, but quite nice) and popped them into my handbag as quickly as I could. Yes, you can guess the rest. This morning at the petrol station I go to get my purse out of my back only to find it comes with it's very own pair of black, lacy knickers, caught on the catch of the purse. Oh yes! This did indeed happen. Cash, Nectar card and knickers all in one fell swoop onto the counter at the garage! On the positive side, at least they were a nice, tiny, lacy pair and not a greying pair of big pants! I put them back in my bag and hoped no-one noticed, but it was rather busy and I expect this incident will do the dinner party rounds for a while yet! At least it shows I do actually wear knickers!!!