Scott Gerrard, via e-mail says...

“Each year my Scottish friends and I hit Royal Ascot’s Ladies Day in our kilts. This year my mate, spotting a bus of elderly females, pushed the emergency button to open the door, ran inside and lifted his kilt over his head. The screams were deafening. But then, something weird happened: one OAP undid her blouse and grinningly offered a wrinkly can salute. I’d say it was grim, but to be honest it was hard to tell – her boobs were so droopy they plunged way below the window."