Getting in touch with my feminine side?

An underwear exhibition. (A brief history? - sorry Rex, beat you to it)

"How was the exhibition you ask?"
"It was mainly pants" I reply. (Again sorry Rex, using up all your material)

Some of the underwear was really expensive. I asked the curator if I could leave a small deposit on one of them. She called the police! (Rex...this is you  missing out on comedy gold here)  

Followed by a walk through Callendar Park in Falkirk and lunch in Jenny's Tearoom which was brilliant. Love the place even the quirky tea cosy.

Tomorrow I shall do something manly in the garage involving chisels, blood and lots of swearing.