Right yesterday I gutted my bedroom.Result was 14 bags of old clothes and shoes and trainers. (embarrassed) and one pine chest of drawers for the skip. Had to make two trips to the skip -first went well second I was extremely agitated cos there was 2 geezers parked up yapping and holding everyone up. I got to the skip and I lashed the bags and the chest of drawers into the skip -they were now trapped cos i just parked up and blocked them in. Last bag-by this time I was marching up to the skip -only this time a coat hanger sticking out the back caught my leggings-I bent down to try to get it untangled and it took my leggings down to my knees -I only had leggings on down there if you get my drift (wink).So the 2 auld men -the woman who was waiting for me and the Sorting Office directly opposite all saw my wares from different angles I just laughed -well -laughter is the best policy-so they say. Right fess up -lol