Sensible black or sexy daring knickers?

The Underwear Drawer - personal stories

This is the current dilemma for my Nan’s funeral tomorrow. I had the fortune of knowing my Nan Irene well and thanks to my friend O a few Christmas ago I got to know my Nan a whole lot better.

After a few hours drinking Martini my friend O decided it was time to discuss her sex life, but not in front of my Nan surely this was an unwritten rule. However not on this occasion the stories fell from her lips so quickly I was unable to escort her out. The tone of the conversation got a little lighter my Nan started discussing her early years and boyfriends. It was a great conversation and then I realised that all people have been teenagers at some point with their own mischievous teenage years.

With this in mind and knowing my Nan had a lively side too I have decided to keep her youthfulness alive. Tomorrow at her funeral under my black suit I shall be wearing my hot pink sheer knickers and black lace trim. It can be our secret and I shall of course have a toast to my Nan with a drink of Martini in hand.