My mother`s raking up some leaves for me in my garden and has just found a pair of my knickers under a bush. Either they blew off the washing line one day, or it was a very good party!
What a lovely story. Was your Mother standing, elbow resting on rake handle, looking out over the garden... a wistful look in her eye... memories of times gone by... times when she wore knickers that could've been easily mislaid under a bush, rather than now, when they could easily cover the family hatchback ;-p
Eng - my knickers are quite small and neat I`ll have you know. by the way I was in your neck of the woods a couple of days ago. In Manhattan. It wasn`t as hot as I expected. I think it`s cooled down a bit in the last few days
Eng - I always find newyorkers ok. Apart from the deli around the corner from our hotel that tried to rip me off but that`s another story! I was so knackered when I got there I couldn`t be bothered to go out for a drink with my colleagues. shame really, because it was Friday night and I`m sure the place was lively