We walked into the Lingerie and Foundation Garment store, the owner came over and greeted mum like an old friend, I didn`t know they had gone to school together and hadn`t seen each other for 14 years.

After a couple of minutes she asked if she could help mum.

"I need a Bra fitting" said mum

"If you`ll go into the changing booth I`ll measure you" said the woman

"Oh it`s not for me, it`s for my son" said mum

The woman looked at me then at mum and said " I must have misheard you, you say it`s for your son? " asked the woman

Mum went on to explain that I had a severe case of gynaecomastia and the doctor suggested that I wear a Bra as I was in some discomfort.

The woman whose name was Mary closed the shop and took us both into her office, she explained that she only sold womens Brassieres and mum said she couldn`t find a shop that sold mens Bra`s.

They both giggled at that and Mary admitted that she knew that Bra`s weren`t made for men.

Mum and I had just moved into area because I was having trouble were we used to live because of my problem, as luck had it she owned a house that had been left to her by a great aunt.

I took off my coat and Mary could see the problem, after I had removed my shirt I was measured and the two of them disappeared into the shop to pick a few Bra`s.