Originally Posted by
Dan Winterland
One day I went to work with a pair of my wife's knickers stuck to the Velcro of the lower leg pocket of my flying suit. They became attached in the tumble dryer - honest!
I didn't get much banter for that of course.
I once did similar when I rode my push bike across the station to work trailing a pair of light brown tights from the velcro on my flying suit waistband like a sad parody of Biggles' silk scarf. Then walked across the hangar to met brief and back, completely unaware of why everyone was in such a jolly mood. At least I amused many of the station personnel, especially those on the main gate.
