Girls today are so lucky, they have so many choices.

When I attended school, quite some time ago, total control was the order of the day and schools attempted to have everyone regimentated.

First there was the uniform, a severe navy blue gym with regulation white blouse, school tie black ugly stockings and clunky lace up shoes. But it didn’t stop there, the school also dictated what undies you wore. And this was just at the local public school not one of your fancy private schools where the parents pay vast sums of money to have their childs personality moulded into some archaic form of righteousness.

I have to say that even at aged 8 I was a tad rebellious in some things, one being my choice of undies.

Well, it came to the attention of one of the teachers, during an interschool netball match, that I was not wearing the regulation navy blue, highwaisted, baggy bloomers. In fact my darling grandmother had recently brought me an assortment of brightly coloured almost see through undies – very with it for the time.

Well on the day in question I had forgotten all about the netball match and so was caught – shock – horror, wearing Lime green undies trimmed with dark green lace.

This disgusting display of wanton disregard for ‘the rules’ landed me in the principal’s office where a very embarressed man had to address the matter of my attire. Well after he squirmed and writhed his way through a lecture on the inappropriateness of wearing green undies, I copped detention and a hundred lines on what not to wear when attending school.

My god, how times have changed. We now live in a world that doesn’t believe you are on a fast track to hell if you wear colored undies to school. Hallelujah.

My grandaughters wear tiny little g-strings and nobody gives a toss. I love the freedom of choice that today’s modern miss has.