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house, also leaving behind the trousers and clothes that I’d been wearing before I'd
started getting changed.
And that’s how I ended up attending a wedding without my trousers.
Thinking about it now, I should have realised something wasn’t right when the man
invited me to his house to get changed. Why would he be using a public toilet if he lived
just around the corner?
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I finished my story, but the other wedding guests at the table looked at me
incredulously.
'So, what did you next?’ asked a man sitting opposite me. ‘Did you get to the wedding?’
I realised there was some confusion, so I stood up. Revealing my boxer shorts.
A couple of guests sniggered, another nearly choked on her haggis bon-bon.
‘Did you ever see the man from the toilet again?’
I nodded, wondering what to say next, but then a knife tapping against a champagne
flute attracted their attention towards the top table. The father of the bride arose to
make his speech.
He was wearing tartan trousers.
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