Have you ever had a "you've been framed moment".

I nipped into town one Saturday afternoon to do some shopping and spotted a really nice coat in Next. As it was a coat and the changing rooms were busy I decided to try it on by the big mirror in the shop.
I took off the coat I was wearing, to discover I was still wearing my pinny- I’d been baking before I went out!

I've had too many ybf moments
One was not unlike yours cookie monster.
I was about 17 years old and just got off the bus to go home. I stepped off the bus and heard a pop. I looked around but couldn't see anything amiss. It was a horrible blustery day and I just wanted to cross the road and walk up the little hill homeward bound. I started to cross the road when whip, the wind stole my lovely wrap around skirt and it was flying in the wind up the road. I was horrified as it was moving so fast and I could see traffic coming . I found myself galloping up the road toward oncoming traffic! Somehow, such was my urgent endeavour I caught up with my skirt, grabbed it and dashed to the other side of the road. I snatched it around me and flew up the hill like a bat out of hell

A few years ago..while shopping in a superstore..l wanted some bubble bath. I took a lid off one to sniff it and as doing so the bottle suddenly squeezed in and l had bubble bath going all over my hand and onto the floor. What could l do? I was dripping with it...l calmly put the bottle back on the shelf and proceeded to t
Where they sold towels. Work it out !!!!

I had been told that my boyfriend would pick me up from the station in a different car to usual, and was given the make and colour of the car to look for. I came out of the station and there it was. I got into the passenger seat and and an unfamiliar voice said "Who are you?". Boyfriend was two cars back and found the whole episode very funny; I couldn't get away quick enough!

Yes, and often animal related. This one was DH's moment: My favourite Muscovy duck escaped at bedtime to play on the water. Fearing our local fox, I announced that I would be spending the entire summer night in the garden, in a deckchair, plus dogs, to limit the danger! DH not happy and shouted strong words at duck. Duck didn't care so I found deckchair and connected some powerful lights all around to deter fox and allow me to watch duck. DH announced he would definitely catch duck and re-appeared with our little plastic rowing boat, paddles and a landing net! Serious stuff. I lurked in the shrubs while he slowly paddled up and down. Duck very amused and a lot faster than a gradually tiring DH. After an hour, and darkness, DH was paddling with one oar and kneeling in front of boat for better control (?) enjoying a sort of gondolier moment, I'm calling to duck to distract her with food, but possibly duck can't hear properly over DH singing "Just One Cornetto" at the top of his voice.( Surrounded by fields, so we were not annoying any neighbours.) Suddenly dives forward and pins down Muscovy in landing net, but, in all the excitement, DH falls off and into lake followed by the rowing boat which rose up at the opposite end and then actually crashed down onto DH's back leaving him - if he'd had longer arms and legs - looking like a turtle in the reeds. Fortunately (since I am crying with laughter) DH rises once more and steps out of the lake, silently handing me my duck before squelching all the way into the house and the shower room. Now we can both laugh, it's always referred to as that Creature from the Black Lagoon incident.

Many years ago I was desperate to get to the upstairs loo in a cafe. I rushed in pulled down my pants and realised as my legs and feet started to get wet I had not lifted the seat. Oops!

Many years ago I worked in an office where the ‘canteen’ was on the top floor. There was always a rush, when the lunch bell rang, to hop into the lift and be near the front of the lunch queue.
One day an greater number than usual jammed into the lift - about 50% more than it was designed to hold. It lurched up a few feet, then stopped dead. We were stuck there for ages, crushed against each other. Some started to get hysterical, while some of us just ‘got the giggles!’
Eventually they got the doors open, and we had to jump down to floor level, one by one. The boss was standing there, with a grim look on his face, counting us, out loud, as we emerged. We missed our lunch that day, as well as getting a good telling-off and a warning.
These days lifts are designed so that they can’t be overloaded, but I often smile at the memory of our ‘Black hole of Calcutta’

Before I retired I used to drive fairly short distance to work. Son was home from university and borrowed the car on the understanding he would pick me up from work. I left work and saw our car parked, along with another couple of cars, in a small pull-in pick up area just beyond our car park. I waved to him and he saved back. I approached car, opened door and got in. And turned to face a complete stranger who quite calmly said 'where would you like to go to today madam?'. The cars were parked slightly overlapping with mine behind the one I'd got into. My soon was convulsed with laughter in our car. In my defence, the cars were both red.

Thanks for the giggles!!

My moment came whilst upstairs on a bus. I was sitting on the aisle seat as the bus went over a bumpy road, all of a sudden I found myself lying across the knees of the man sitting across from me. Not sure who was more embarrassed, but my DH never lets me forget the time I fell for another man!!

Recently my husband and I were in a lift and my shoelace was undone. I couldn't get down to fix it (bad back) so my husband did it for me just as the lift door opened and two people stepped in . My husband's head was at my crotch level and he on one knee and we both started giggling which didn't help matters! Goodness know what they thought!

I went to the loo on a long distance coach trip. Could have sworn I'd locked the door, but the coach went round a sharp bend, and it flew open, leaving me blushing in front of the facing passengers! Never used one of those loos since!

My friend and I had just missed the bus into town when a friendly man pulled into the stop and shouted jump in. So we climbed into the back seat, while another man who had been waiting by the bus stop got into the front. I had assumed that the driver was a friend or relative of my friend and she had supposed that the driver knew me. During the journey it became obvious that the driver had stopped to pick up his workmate and was surprised when we climbed in. They were not in fact heading into town, but very kindly took us there before going their own way. [blush

timetogo
Done the same MamaCaz.

I'm glad it's not just me .

Still, not as bad as my mum, who came out of a shop, got into the car, then only when she turned to speak to him realized that the man in the driving seat wasn't my dad, who had definitely been in the driving seat when she went into the shop!
My dad, who saw the whole thing through his rear-view mirror, thought it was hilarious.

Imagine a thirty-something woman getting on a bus full of giggling schoolgirls, making their way home for lunch, in a foreign country.
Then imagine the bus setting of with a jolt before she even has time to grab hold of a handrail.
Imagine the woman spinning uncontrollably down the bus before landing unceremoniously in the lap of a rather bemused gentleman passenger.
And the now hysterical laughter of those schoolgirls!

As a newly married very young naive wife of a serving soldier I found a list of things he had to take on exercise. One of the things was 3 magazines. So I asked him what magazines he was given. He told me a copy of the soldier magazine and two girlie magazines (can’t remember the titles) I didn’t believe him and kept asking him. Every time we had his army friends round or we’re out socialising (we did that a lot in the 1970s????????) he’d say please tell her what magazines we are given to take on exercise. They'd repeat verbatim what he told me but with a smirk. I just didn’t believe they’d give him girlies magazines. So I always protested that they were lying about girlie magazines. It wasn’t until at the Christmas party while the C.O was giving his Christmas address that he announced that I was to get the prize for the most fooled wife of the year and produced a large photograph of three magazine rounds for a gun.

I went for my very first job interview wearing fashionable new wooden high heeled shoes. As I got off the bus one heel snapped in half. I had to go to the interview in a nearby building hobbling and trying to look normal. I was shown over the very large place of work doing a dot and carry for about half an hour. I did not get the job.

Thanks for the laughs everybody eally cheered me up.

Living next to a derelict commercial farm I was used to chucking our cats rodent kills over the hedge for crows/foxes to finish up. Without thinking one morning, I did the same, forgetting that homes were being built next door. I watched from the bedroom as two salespeople stared in amazement at the sight of a dead rabbit on the show-house roof.

Done the same MamaCaz.
What was funny though was the chap behind me was trying to get in my car.
Both black corsa`s.
We both laughed and my dh suggested I put a high vis on the back of my chair it works.

We once arrived at the airport by bus and as we got off, this terrible alarm started ringing. It was a very high pitched noise and went right through you. Everywhere we went, it seemed to be making the most awful noise and we went to find out what it was because it was so intolerable. Nobody seemed to know so we went through passport control to escape it but it was there too.
Eventually I went to Boots to get some earplugs because it was so stressful. As I opened my bag, the noise got even louder. The baby breathing monitor had somehow become switched on as I'd exited the bus and was blaring out. It was such a relief when I switched it off and we giggled all the way to our destination.

Not me but my dsis. Both she and her dh were living in an upstairs flat. One evening there was a knock on the door and her dh went downstairs to answer it. My dsis was 8 months pregnant at the time. Being nosy she rushed out to the top of the stairs to see who it was. She was wearing scholl wooden sandals at the time,she tried to stop at the top of the stairs but alas her body stopped and her feet carried on and slipped off the top of the stairs. She said she slid down them on her bottom 8 months worth of belly bobbing up and down like there’s no tomorrow only to find her dh and the visitor staring at her with open mouths at the bottom. ??

A friend at work had gone out at lunch to buy a skirt she had been lusting after from a designer shop in Manchester,she was bringing it back swinging it by the handles of.the paper bag it was in got caught by a gust of wind ,the skirt flew out of the bag and ended up in the road and was caught under the wheels of an HGV lorry she brought it back with black tyre marks right across her beloved skirt!

Whoops typo in there, sorry. X

I was hurrying home from the supermarket one day, ages ago and the paths were thick of ice. It was downhill to the car park and I slipped. My bag flew out of my hand and the frozen chicken slid down the path and straight into the road. A car can
A car came along and drove straight over it. There was no way I was picking the remains off the road so I went back and bought another. I did manage to get to the car intact but I smile when I wonder just what that driver thought.

I tripped at the top of the escalator in a department store, staggered a few yards, hands outstretched in that impossible pose where you are falling but don't quite hit the floor, and clutched at a rail of clothing - which unfortunately was on wheels. Together we travelled across the department, unable to stop, until finally the rail of clothing met a floor stand that fortunately didn't start rolling as well! A lady from the restaurant rushed to see if I was unscathed, and commented that I probably couldn't do that again if I rehearsed for a week.