My embarrassment came not because of anyone or anything I had done.

It happened when I was 14 at school, our uniform in the summer was instead of tights we had to wear knee high white socks. The boys used to try and lift our skirts up and all sorts but by this time we had learned how to avoid it.

On summers day a huge gust of wind came from behind my friends and I blowing our skirts up and exposing our underwear.