Wild Orchids….

… Are coming up again in the wild parts of the garden. It’s all looking very unkempt but colourful (not unlike myself).

… And now off topic totally..
I’m going to permit myself a small ‘pant rant’ here.
I know.. I know… It’s a public forum (that’s public with an ‘L’).
But, I’m sharing in case there’s a multitude of us in the same boat (though it’s probably just me).

I’ve bought the same unmentionables for years (too many to count. I still have some knickers that were around when the Berlin Wall fell). Marks and Larks were my ‘go to’, for decades utterly reliable in the pant department… Until two or three years ago (?) when (for me) new pairs (why, oh why do we call one item ‘a pair’?) began to be more ‘skimpy’ in places I didn’t want Skimp.
I managed in a British way (as one does, you can’t send them back and you can’t throw them away either. Heaven forbid!) but I was noticing that I was wearing my oldest ones ‘for best’ (comfort over pinch?).
That’s just not right is it?
(I even considered stitching a small note of explanation into these greying threads, in case I am ever run over).
I have become somewhat of a (reluctant) expert in underwear. (‘Lingerie’ is probably a step too far).
Over the past couple of years I have purchased briefs from many (maany) places. And I have lots of funny shaped dusters.
Yesterday… Joy of joys! A mail order company came up trumps for my (obviously) ample behind!
A perfect fit!
Blooming perfect! (No pun intended).
But, one pair in the two pair pack (now the pessimist I no longer risk multiples) arrived badly frayed. They will only change the pair.. (I begged to keep the good pair!).
So back they have gone.
To the Great Pant Warehouse Yonder.
So near yet so far!!
But I have re-ordered… We’ll see.

(#Firstworldproblems eh?).