Mrs. Vickers is just pegging out her favorite 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 favorite pair of frilly pink knickers? A pair of frilly knickers make a hilarious journey in this exhilarating story!