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Embarrassing story: In Sydney, one of the radio stations paid money ($1000 -$5000) for people to tell their most embarrassing stories:

This one netted the winner $5000.

I was due later that week for an appointment with the gynaecologist. Early one morning I received a call from his office to say I had been rescheduled for early that morning at 9.30am. I had only just packed everyone off to work and school and it was around 8.45am already. The trip to his office usually took about 35 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 dressinggown, wet the washcloth and gave myself a wash in "that area" in front of the sink, taking extra care to make sure 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 before he called me in. Knowing the procedure, as I´m sure you do, I hopped up on the table, looked over at the other side of the room and pretended I was in Cairns 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 was over, I heaved a sigh of relief and went home. The rest of the day was normal, some shopping, cleaning and cooking etc.

After school my six year old daughter was playing and she called out from the bathroom, "Mum, where´s my washcloth?" I called back for her to get another one from the cupboard. She called back, "No I need the one that was here by the sink. It had all my glitter and sparkles in it"!