I was sitting on the Tube last night between Stockwell and Oval, when I suddenly thought 'Am I wearing any knickers?' And I started to panic, and couldn't work out how to check whether I was.
Then I thought it probably wouldn't be the end of the world if I wasn't. Then I remembered that that waistband thing I could feel under my dress was probably knickers. And frankly - I wouldn't have forgotten to put them on, now, would I?
I have to confess, I did break the Under-rules last night. From time to time my maroon bra was visible above the lowish back of my pink dress. But WTF, everyone else is doing it...
And it annoys me when on the Northern Line they announce "The next station is oval." I kepp wanting to say - prove it, it looks more rectangular to me.
