Having left my little story re:linea nigra on the other thread,that caused a few chuckles, got me thinking. I cant be the only one with such tales, so come on spill the beans!
To get the ball rolling, my sister and I were at a wedding some time ago. She with her first ds, 2ms old. Towards the end he was desparate for a b/feed. So she and I quietly left and sat in the "porch" (can't think of the right name!?). All was well until "Ta-da-da-daaa", the bride and groom quickly made it out of the chuch to see my sis and I legging it around the corner, her with boob out in full squirt mode, ds screaming for his lunch closely followed by me picking up a trail of breast pads, bibs muslins etc!! Well, I guess it's a "different" way to start married life eh!