I have been to school

Ooops! Though as even you didn't notice Glass I'm not sure I would bother about anyone else!

I knew someone who on discovering that there was no milk in the fridge in the morning, pulled on tracksuit bottoms and a tee shirt that were lying on the bedroom chair and trundled off to buy some. When she got home, she realised that yesterday's knickers were hanging out the bottom of her trousers.

Pleased I had a long coat on or every one would have seen the tags

When I was a gp,if I had an urgent call in the night,I would just put on knickers and skirt and top over my nightie.
Yes those were the days when we went out when called even in the night!

I once went shopping in town wearing odd shoes!
As for GPs, I can remember calling out our dear Dr. Murray in the middle of the night, and he came wearing his pyjamas under his trousers.

absent HILARIOUS!
On an occasion when I was minding the wee man, we left home in such a rush, that I went out for the afternoon wearing my slippers...and comfy they were too.
Oh! I also remember an occasion that still makes me When living in Cornwall, I went to the 'ladies' in a large store. The sticky bit on the Lady Tena attached itself to the hem of my coat [like a tail]...I didn't spot it until I hung my coat in the wardrobe...was I mortified? You bet!

When doing my OU degree, I went to my first summer school at Keele and was shown to a large reception area where the course tutors would meet with the groups. There were hundreds of mature students milling about. I nipped to the ladies and went back to hang around, waiting for others. After half an hour, one very kind woman approached me to tell me my skirt was tucked in the back of my knickers!! Ground...swallow...up....quick!!

And then there is the yesterday's knickers emerging down the leg of my trousers in the railway station...

Yesterday's knickers appeared down my trouser leg while I was sitting in the GP's waiting room.

One day I was driving home from school and saw another Mum's car sitting at the side of the road with it's hazard lights flashing. I pulled up behind her to see if she needed help, saw lots of wriggling as she moved from the driver's seat to the passenger seat, the passenger door opened and a very speedy, squat form scuttled to my car, threw itself into the passenger seat and explained that she had run out of petrol but only come out in her nighty!

I went to Keele a few times when doing the OU degree Carol. If you've got to walk around with your skirt tucked into your knickers, an O.U. summer school is probably one of the best places to do it: a broadminded bunch I always found. At least the ones doing psychology were.

It was the first year so Social Sciences foundation, but yes, I did a psychology honours degree and they were indeed a broad-minded sort of bunch!

I have always said that I would never be in a position where my knickers were left in the trouser leg. Last week I got to the front door and there sure enough was a pair of black sloggi nana knickers hanging out of the right leg.
My mother said, when she was young, it was common for knicker elastic to snap and she became adept at stepping out, scooping up and into the handbag. Those were the days of rayon french knickers.

My sister was a bridesmaid in the days when people were more modest. She had a very thick tweed skirt on and decided to take it off when she had put on the bridesmaid dress-only she forgot and wondered
why she felt faint from the heat when in the Church standing behind the bride and groom!

It had been very cold the previous day and next morning I threw on my jeans and dashed off to the supermarket. As I waited at the check-out, I was horrified to feel something creeping down my ankle. Yes, it was a pair of baggy tights worn as an extra layer that had got caught up in one of the legs the night before. I just stuffed them in my handbag and avoided looking at anyone.

A more recent humiliation happened when I was invited to an aperitif. My last job before retirement was in a customer centre and I would answer the phone hundreds of times a day saying "(my name) speaking". Well, I had had a long day and was feeling rather jaded and the host introduced me to a rather cross-looking man. Sure enough "(my name) speaking" kicked in instead of "hello" and everyone in the group went silent and looked at me in astonishment. I just behaved as if nothing had happened but I couldn't wait to get out of there. I still cringe at the thought .

Do you remember these long wrap around skirts in the 70s? I was walking home from the bus stop, a couple of shopping bags bags in each hand, as well as holding on to my toddler's reins. She was walking behind me, and undid the knot that kept my skirt fasten! couldn't let go of the shopping, nor the child, so no hands, what could I do?

[grin grin]...thank you all for making me laugh out loud...at work too, but what the heck, it's what I need at the moment!

Back when I was a schoolgirl, as I was about to be given gas at the dentist, he asked - 'Are you wearing tight clothing?' I shook my head...and then I thought to myself, HECK, what happens if my skirt's too tight...so I undid the wee buckle [it was a kilt] and lay back to have teeth extracted. As I was coming round and obeying the dentist's request to 'wakey wakey' I stood up. Kilt fell around my ankles. I was wearing regulation navy school bloomers with a pocket for my hankie. I felt such a fool

I remember those bloomers,mine were grey!

jeni so was the hankie in my pocket

I could never find it!

We were all assembled in a large circle waiting for the first of a series of weekly training sessions to start. You know there is always someone who comes late.......a good ten minutes late so that everyone watches them as they come in sit down, rustle papers and fiddle with bag? Well this poor lady did this and just as she was finally getting settled she crossed her legs and a (thankfully unused) tampax fell out of the bottom of her trouser leg. I WOULD HAVE DIED. She however, showed true class by calmly picking it up smiling at everyone and popped it into her handbag. She got a spontaineous ripple of applause from those who knew her.

I was once in a large supermarket when an assistant tapped me on the shoulder to point out that a long piece of loo roll (thankfully the dry end!) was trailing out of the waistband of my trousers. The girl was most apologetic for having stopped me about it but I replied that on the contrary I thought it was very good of her to have had the courage to tell me and that I wished more people were as caring and public spirited as she was! We both had a good laugh but afterwards I couldn't help wondering whether I'd also been captured for eternity on CCTV!

Rolling around laughing here.
Thank goodness it's not only me! I once spent most of the evening at our local ten-pin bowling centre - BTBA tournament going on, the works - with my skirt tucked into my (baggy, comfy, elderly) knickers, before a BLOKE told me about it! Crimson or what!!