BIG PINK KNICKERS prey on my mind...

when oh when... 

is the day I decide to don mine?

You may laugh!  
Do I rush out and buy them now and stash them away in my bottom drawers?
You may laugh...
I can't sleep at night for worrying.
I saw some in a charity shop in our county town of Maidstone
You may laugh...
Yes, MAIDSTONE - County town? Never!
Not on your nelly...
shouldn't it be Royal Tunbridge Wells!
Trouble was I DIDN'T buy them,  I should have I know that now, but I DIDN'T.
They were in fragrant, mint condition, original wrappers, swing ticket price of half a crown.
Dusty I grant you, but then so would you be, to have survived in a bombed out Ladies Outfitters.
He who hesitates is lost.
I know, I know, I KNOW!
My big worry is, when I awake to a thunder-clap "TODAY'S THE DAY" I may have to resort to ebay.  Now don't get me wrong I love ebay.  However the thought of buying pink bloomers with miles on the clock isn't particularly inviting.