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I felt comfortable wearing my wife’s knickers

A selfless attempt at dressing in the dark, so as not to wake the love of his life, leads to a liberating experience for our columnist as he heads off to work

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Today, instead of my usual “Men’s Comfort Stretch Hipster-Style” underpants with “24-hour Remain-Fresh Technology”, I am wearing ladies’ knickers. This wouldn’t be unusual if it wasn’t for the fact that all my previous cross-dressing has been for theatrical purposes. Apart from the time I went to school dressed as Miss Trunchbull, I have never worn women’s clothing to work.

During the early hours of this morning, Mrs Eddison arrived home from a Law Society awards ceremony and forgot to avoid disturbing me. By this I mean she closed the taxi door at the third time of slamming; got her key in ...

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