I had to travel home on the train today because David needed my car to drive around the countryside full of Spanish women’s hair removal products – don’t ask! His wasn’t big enough….there are some things a beetle just can’t manage.

Because of this luxury of an hour and a half on the train, I was able to continue reading ‘Elegance’ by Kathleen Tessaro – the book I started a week or so ago while on the train, read half of, then subsequently allowed to languish in the bottom of my handbag because I’ve not been on a train since (and at home I’ve had my Southern cookbook to read). Anyway, the chapter I started reading tonight was about underwear …..or as she describes it, ‘lingerie’. Genevieve Antoine Dariaux, who wrote the book that inspired ‘Elegance’ wrote:

‘Women are making a mistake in neglecting this potential addition to their charms. In short, when you dress, always think that later on you will be getting undressed and in front of whom’. The heroine of the story goes on to describe her own knicker collection as being ‘catholic… specially designed to repel the lustful advances of the opposite sex’.

Oh boy, I thought of my own knicker drawers and their grey, shapeless ‘whites’ and the black stuff with no elastic left, holes and strangely coloured patches (I’m sure Jo liberally sprinkles my stuff with bleach sometimes before washing it!).

She went on to describe how when married she used to change into a shapeless nightie in the bathroom then make a dash for the duvet….oh no, I did that too (when I was married)….but with shapeless jammies rather than nighties.

Quick, as soon as I got home I was like a woman possessed. The knicker drawers opened, all the horrid things discarded, a pic taken and my diary written up.

Only problem is……I don’t know what I will be able to wear tomorrow – my drawers are now empty!!!

I've just had a laugh updating this - I called the pic 'knickerssmall' - that's where I'm heading tomorrow lunchtime!