It's strange, but I have had several dreams lately about wearing pants (boxers and everything! *shudder*) and I felt so constricted and just . . . not good. No pants for me. Since I don't have a "house-kilt" as of yet, I wear a pair of shorts in the evening and in the morning whilst preparing tea. But that's as close as I'm going to come to pants until I get a "house-kilt" and I'll be damned if I ever wear underwear again. They are evil . . . well, that's an exageration, but the kilted life is more blessed than the bifurcated, boxered restraints called trousers/pants/etc.

You might have been embarassed, but that will pass . . . you can redeem yourself, mate, no worries.

James