Undercracker Cull

Dear O'H dear, Lovely Tea Jenny and The Mini Princesses,

I was hanging out the washing today and came back in with a pair of The Prince’s boxers.

I explained that as the waist band was no longer attached, they were off to pant heaven and that any others I encountered would meet a similar fate. Also any socks with holes.

So to avoid ending up going commando in a pair of flip flops, The Prince spent his lunchtime in Next replenishing his underwear drawer. He even came back with a couple of shirts and a pair of boots. Unprompted.

Apparently that’s him done for another 18 months. He’s so high maintenance!

C