Yesterday DH helped me stake a clump of plants that should have been dealt with earlier in the summer. I took off my gardening gloves so I could get the string tight around the stakes and tie an appropriate knot.
My elasticated waist trousers didn't have any pockets so as DH was running out of patience trying to keep the stakes in position I lifted up my T shirt and shoved the gloves down the front of my knickers.
They were lightweight 'lady gloves' BTW - not the huge padded things I only wear when dealing with roses!!
Job completed, DH toddled off back to the workshop and I carried on weeding. The only problem was I couldn't find my dratted gloves!!
I looked in the wheelbarrow, gardening bag, shed, boot of the car, dog's bed, greenhouse.....Nope!!
Time for a cuppa and quick look at the tennis so I went indoors, put the kettle on and popped to the loo!
Another welcoming into Soop's kitchen for those who care to share...