Rosey had him in stitches!

My friend Rosey was rushing to the railway station yesterday when she somehow snagged her flowing cotton skirt on a rose bush and ripped it. Once seated on the train she delved into her voluminous bag and produced a needle and thread. (Rosey has every conceivable misadventure catered for within that bag from a broken finger nail to a punctured tyre!) Just as she started sewing a very fanciable young man plonked himself down in the next seat. Apparently, they got on very well indeed. As we all know Rosey has a habit of becoming attached to beaus on a regular basis, so what happened next came as no surprise to me. The train arrived at its destination and they stood to leave, only to discover that they were indeed attached - literally. Somehow, Rosey had sewn her skirt to his jacket.
Of course, she claims it was accidental, but as we all know she can be a cunning vixen, so I for one am not so sure.