You probably had to be there to believe it, but here goes.

I woke up early yesterday morning; rushed to get dressed – putting on my G-star jeans, sass & bide shirt and black boots so that I could catch an early flight to Christchurch.

Part-way through the day, in the middle of a meeting with 2 Branch Managers (one female, one male) I noticed a lump in my jeans, under my left knee.  I checked the right knee – no lump there so wondered what on earth it could be.  I decided it couldn’t be terminal as my lump seemed to move quite easily.  After a couple of attempts to use a ruler, to prise whatever was up there, I managed to squeeze my fingers up my tight jeans and what do you think I found?

To my astonishment and those sitting next to me, I managed to pull out of my jeans (just like a rabbit out of a hat) a rather sad-looking shrivelled pair of black Calvin Klein undies (which I quickly identified as my own – Exhibit A).  But how on earth did they get there?

We all laughed and I don’t know who was embarrassed more.  I definitely saw the funny side (as did both Wendy and Brad) and am hoping they won’t look at me any differently when we next catch up.  I guess there was only one question on everyone’s lips that will never be answered and I intend to leave it that way!