Mrs Vickers is just pegging out her favourite knickers when whoosh they are caught in a gust of wind and fly away. That's the end of them, thinks Mrs Vickers. But she is wrong. This is just the beginning . .
Mrs Vickers Knickers are whisked and whirled on the breeze; on and on they sail, over the building site, through the town (where they cause traffic chaos) and round and round the rollercoaster! Will Mrs Vickers ever be united with her favourite pair of frilly pink knickers? A pair of frilly knickers make a hilarious journey in this exhilarating story!