Thank goodness I'm not the only one with frontage problems. I just get a tea towel ready and wait for the inevitable drips. Occasionally the last one just has a mind of its own. I have purchased several white strappy t shirts that are basically squares stitched together and I wear a thin shirt over the top. In Portugal, dining out with DS Portuguese mother-in-law I ordered squid, which came with olive oil and a shredded beetroot salad. The food was glorious, but I was in a bit of a panic. Managed beautifully until near the end and then the drip! The solution was - went to the loo and turn the tshirt around, so the stain was at the back under the shirt!
I've also been holding a glass of wine by the stem, felt it tipping over as I nodded gently, righted it very quickly and managed to flick it over the person sitting next to me - luckily it was DD. 
What sort of family would you not want to marry into?
Who's Controlling The Straits of Hormuz?
Threatened with legal action (follow on from potential scam thread)


. DH, of course, found it very funny, but maybe this is the start of a slippery slope...?



