KNICKERS!

Well I'm not sure why, but I do seem to have quite a few embarrassing stories involving knickers!
Not sure if other people just never experience these things, or if it's just that I am the only one to share them?
I mean we've all had that thing happen to us where we hurriedly put on our jeans from the day before and then as the day progresses and we finally decide to investigate what that lumpy feeling at the back of our leg is, only to find it's yesterdays knickers stuck inside our jeans...haven't we?
I know my Mum once went shopping and spent the entire trip feeling like she was being followed only to find her tights from the previous day were trailing behind her....
Or maybe it only happens to women in my family? Surely not?!

Anyway, as you will have gathered by now I am going to share another knicker story with you.....

It was a very warm, still day at the end of summer. I had been visiting my parents. I must have been there about 4 hours. As I approached my car, on my return home, I saw a pair of knickers on the floor...but not just any pair of knickers! These were MY knickers!
We all have a favourite pair, right? A pair that we have had for an eternity, that have just about survived going through the wash cycle a million times, but unfortunately they haven't managed to retain their original colour....a pair that are just so damn comfy that there is no way we are EVER going to throw them away! They look great under any kind of clothing, not because they have an invisible panty line, but because they are soooo huge that their panty line exceeds anything that could even be perceived as knickers!   
These are the kind of knickers that you really wouldn't want to get run over by a bus in, knowing full well that if you were you would be judged very negatively by the hospital staff.
They were un-mistakenly mine!

Thoughts went flashing through my mind....Do I pick them up? Do I kick them to the side of the road?  Or do I just ignore them and pretend that they aren't mine?
Maybe some of my parent's neighbours had seen me drop them and had already been out to investigate what they were and decided they were better left untouched? Or maybe they had seen me drop something, but had decided to investigate later what it was I had dropped? Or maybe nobody had seen them yet.....
Either way there was no possible way I could leave a pair of my knickers out there for all the world to see! I picked them up and pushed them quickly into my bag and made the journey home.

I spent the whole of my journey chuckling to myself and wondering how the hell they had got there!!
They hadn't done the falling out of my jeans thing, because I had my jeans firmly tucked into my boots, so that would be impossible!  How on earth did they manage to get there?! What if they weren't actually mine and I had in fact just picked up someone elses bedraggled worn out knickers?!

It took several hours before it dawned on me......A few days previous to this my daughter had called round with her girlfriend...There was a small pile of clean washing on the back of the chair where she was sitting. One particular item of clothing had fallen onto the chair next to her...Yes! It was my favourite pair of knickers!! She had picked them up and looked at me giggling and I had snatched them off her quickly and pushed them into my jacket pocket......The same jacket that I had taken to my parents house that day...I hadn't worn it, but had taken it with me and when I got out of the car I had thrown it over my arm and THAT'S when my old favourites had decided to take a trip out on their own!!
Mystery solved!!