My funny moment came when I finally decided to man up and get back in a swimming pool. I didn’t have mastectomy bathers to put my foob in but I thought my bikini top would be fine as long as I wear a T-shirt there won’t be any problem. Well unfortunately I didn’t have a swimming prosthesis either so I thought a knitted knocker would be fine, which it was until it worked it’s little way out of my bikini top and out of my T-shirt before I noticed it was missing. My first clue that something was not right was when my lovely knitted knocker was bobbing around the pool under my chin. I immediately discovered that their is no elegant was to reposition a foob whilst in wet bathers and in public lol. My kids still tell the story and think it’s hilarious today. I’m glad we can have a laugh about such things.