Mummy decided as I had been a good boy the previous day, and not made too much of a fuss. She would take me out for a special treat picnic in the sunshine.

This lovely treat was on one condition. I had to wear a nappy under my dungarees. I fussed about it to begin with, but Mummy said I would not be going anywhere without my bottom being padded. So I gave in, and did exactly as I was told.

Later that day Mummy and I were walking through a huge cornfield after we had finished our picnic in the sunshine. My stomach dropped as Mummy decided to do an impromptu nappy check, rig... Show more