Four pm on a Sunday and I’ve just got home from a shift at the local caffi. You can guess where I am, it’s become my regular blogging position….. my bath!
I think I’ll make it a regularly irregular feature ‘babbling from the bathtub’ … maybe I’ll talk about my fave bath products; unlikely ….
… although I am enjoying this homemade body scrub from my lovely friend Cheryl Glover, ‘Made with Glove’…good eh?
Anyway, I’m going to keep this slightly embarrassing post short and to the point I like to refer to it as Bra Gate. …..
So at lunch time a couple of days ago, I burst into Caffi Sosban (my local) with my usual gusto, chattering loudly and slightly hyper from a physical morning in the garden. As I’m standing in the doorway, I whip off my sweatshirt accidentally taking my t-shirt with it. So am standing there in my bra… I have booked the owners son in for some PTSD councelling and the couple in there who have just bought a house in the village may be regretting their decision to move here!!
So? Have you got an embarrassing confession to make? Do tell!
Haha! Oh my gosh I would have been mortified. I was in the park with my daughter a few months ago and it was quiet so just before we left i thought I’d have a go on the zip wire. Long story short, I fell off unceremoniously, shoe went flying, bum bruised, before I’d even started going. Didn’t try again, just collected my shoe and ushered my daughter back to the car quickly without looking to see if anyone had noticed! #BlogCrush
That is so funny! I very often go to work with my top inside out. thanks for sharing on #fortheloveofBLOG x
I am saluting you! This is brilliant and sounds like exactly the kind of thing that I would do. I hope your coffee was on the house after that hehe. Thanks for sharing with #DreamTeam x
Yep. Free coffee for life 😎
Back from #BlogCrush with some linky love! <3
Now, I would really cause a kerfuffle! I don’t wear a bra anymore! Imagine that! #dreamteam xoxo
Haha…
Oh boy, you’ve definitely beat out my story! I can totally see how that can happen though, sweaters are the very devil to get off without taking the shirt with it! #BlogCrush
Haha. Thanks for sharing this post. I can face the world today knowing it’s not just me who does things like this. One day I’ll have to post the story of when I was visiting toilets in the public square in Paris when my coin ran out and the automatic doors popped open. #fortheloveofBLOG
Omg! I think your story trumps mine.
Haha love this – that is mortifying!! Ah, a bath….. that’s what i need! #dreamteam
Nothing that competes with that story, so no use trying.
I have a new one… am such a clutz. New blog formulating…