(Yeah, that would be another of those misleading post titles…)
Forty-eight hours confinement at Royal Holloway (possibly the prettiest of the University of London colleges, though it does have the unfair advantage of not actually being in London…) wasn’t my ideal way to spend an entire weekend. Last night, having reached the point of wanting to hurl my laptop across the room if I had to edit another PowerPoint slide, someone pointed something very small that actually made my day.
Folks, I offer you – the Bra Bank:
Yes, that’s a receptacle in which to place your unwanted (yet still wearable) bras. Great idea, although it has to be said I usually wear mine to the point of exhaustion.
It did lead to a few amusing conversations amongst the women (we were in single sex accommodation blocks with shared kitchens – very boarding school & I think it affected our mentality) and a few work-event/underwear related puns too. Someone suggested a photo [leading church women with their bras] in the denominational newspaper captioned: “council goes tits up” or “council needed more support”.
Anyway, if you’re interested in recycling your boulder-holders, here’s some more information.
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