I was early thirties. Car was in for an MOT so I had to catch the bus to work. Early summer, I’m wearing a long floaty skirt and sandals.
The bus arrives and it’s packed with secondary school kids, standing room only. I decide to make up way upstairs in hopes of a seat. Just as I get to the top step the bus lurches off, I step into the aisle, step on the hem of my elasticised waist skirt, pulling the whole skirt down and promptly fall over showing 50 teenagers my bare arse in a pair of knickers which had seen better days. This was 10 years ago and I’m still considering leaving the country