In Melbourne one of the radio stations pays money, ($100-500), for people to tell their most embarassing stories. This morning's one netted the proud owner $300.

As the lady said: "...I was due later that week for an appointment with the gynecologist when early one morning I received a call from his office that I had been rescheduled for early that morning at 9:30 a.m. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school and it was around 8:45 already. The trip to his office usually took about thirty five minutes so I didn't have any time to spare.

As most women do I'm sure, I like to take a little extra effort over hygiene when making such visits, but this time I wasn't going to be able to make the full effort. So I rushed upstairs, threw off my dressing gown, wet the washcloth and gave myself a wash in "that area" in front of the sink, taking extra care to make sure that I was presentable. I threw the washcloth in the clothes basket, donned some clothes, hopped in the car and raced to my appointment. I was in the waiting room only a few minutes when he called me in.

Knowing the procedure, as I'm sure you all do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended I was in Hawaii or some other place a million miles away from here. I was a little surprised when he said, "My.... we have taken a little extra effort this morning haven't we?", but I didn't respond.

The appointment over, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day went as normal, some shopping, cleaning, the evening meal, etc.

At 8:30 that evening my 18 year old daughter was fixing to go to a school dance, when she called down from the bathroom, "Mum - where's my washcloth?"

I called back for her to get another from the cabinet.

She called back, "No - I need the one that was here by the sink - It had all my glitter and sparkles in it".