Having finally admitted defeat, I bought several new pairs of work trousers this weekend as my old ones were more hole than trouser.
Wearing them today, I am delighted to find I can safely put loose change in my pocket AND open my legs.
Which makes me sound like a cheap hooker but then I always was anybody’s for a bag of wine gums and a smile.
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