So it was one dark rainy night last year. I was driving along not seeing the river of water running across the road ahead of me. The car suddenly aquaplanes, goes off the road and then a nice big friendly telegraph pole helps me out by stopping me dead.
One hour later and they get me into accident and emergency and still strapped down to the stretcher they cut all my clothes off!
The moral of the story? If you want your best panties to stay in one piece don’t wear them driving on a wet stormy night.
And in case you were wondering, I had not got around to wearing them on that fateful night. Its funny how the mind works, as they were assessing me and tubes were going in and all that stuff all I was thinking about was the lucky escape my silk panties had.
Isn’t life fun.