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!
When looking for somewhere to store
Her sunglasses, tissues and more,
Breeze reckons her bra
Can hide keys for her car
Whilst her cleavage sprouts poo bags galore.
None taken, I hope, Breeze
Oh if I did that galen it would probably just fall right through 
Wot no bra?
My Dash trousers have pockets
The trouble is that pockets spoil the slimline look
Well whilst dispensing pill Out of the blister pack, one popped out , couldent find it, so another one had to be ordered from pharmacy. As I undressed later, it fell out my bra !!! No clue 
Brilliant Merlot. Best laugh today! Thank you!
Oh, this is such a horrible thread title! It conjures up a picture of grubby pants with unmentionable stains..
No ants in my pants, Bez but possibly a few bats in my belfry.
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