DEAR DEIDRE: I RECENTLY wet myself when I was desperate to get to the toilet but couldn’t get the key in the front door in time.
But instead of being horrified, I loved the feeling it gave me.
When I was a kid, Mum said I was a nightmare to toilet train and if I was distracted with something, I’d wet my pants rather than use the toilet.
I’m a woman of 27 teaching in an infant school and it is frustrating when one of the children has accidents like this.
But the thing is, when it happened to me, I found it strangely liberating.