tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341483723976821096.post4827003597922418574..comments2024-03-28T18:14:41.281+00:00Comments on Tracing Rainbows: Un-Seamly Split!Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13494078135251214182noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341483723976821096.post-45771670829214614682010-07-15T22:03:48.581+01:002010-07-15T22:03:48.581+01:00I'm terrible at repairs so I think it looks gr...I'm terrible at repairs so I think it looks great!Terrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15813884721045918546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341483723976821096.post-86484724183430019842010-07-15T15:11:47.791+01:002010-07-15T15:11:47.791+01:00I wear a slip just in case you can see through the...I wear a slip just in case you can see through the skirt. I found that in hotter weather (I grew up in Florida) it kept you cooler too because the skirt didn't stick to you.Amazing_Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18182385013313759499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1341483723976821096.post-34830665861574003122010-07-15T15:02:40.474+01:002010-07-15T15:02:40.474+01:00I had to share this giggle with you.
In 1981 I was...I had to share this giggle with you.<br />In 1981 I was in basic training in the Women's Royal Navy. We had to wear petticoats under out itchy serge skirts. Woe betide if a sliver of slip was showing! We developed a code phrase for when we were on parade and a petticoat was showing.We hastily whispered "Charlie's died" and the offending slip was discreetly pulled up. One time, someone spotted a slipped slip, and whispered "Charlie's died" and the girl burst into tears. We found out after the parade that her cat was called Charlie!<br />JaneJane and Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08102086552682194819noreply@blogger.com