My back garden is only overlooked by neighbours if they are upstairs and making a point of looking, in which case good luck to them - they need psychiatric help if a view of my 'smalls' is enticing.
I sometimes dry my undies in the dryer if I'm in a hurry, but my husband always hangs them out - I once found him pegging them up singing 'knickers on the line' to the tune of Strangers in the Night.
What time do you get up and go to bed?
What were your dream names for your kids when you were growing up?


