Funny story.
But you may not find it funny.
I am staying at my sons,I decided to buy some compost ,bedding plants for his hanging baskets as the pansies have died.
Anyway,it takes about 5 mins to walk to Moles,it's like a garden centre.
They keep the compost ,plants outside.
I managed to get the compost into my rucksack,carried the remaining plants in my hands .
I got half way home,when I felt a trickling down the back of my leg..then I felt a stream of something running down my legs.
I was so worried,I thought I had become incontinent,without knowing..or I could even be bleeding.
It's just strange how my brain didn't pick up that it was the soaking wet compost that was in the back of my rucksack.
I knew the compost was damp on picking up..but it was obviously wet in the middle.