Thursday 15 May 2014

A few nights ago I realised that I couldn't find my house keys. I became increasingly convinced that I had left them hanging in the lock and that someone had taken them. At about 11.30 we barricaded ourselves in for the night and in the morning hubby started to look for a locksmith while I, with faint hope, continued to search.  I did find them, of course, although why they were where they were I shall never understand.  The relief for both of us was enormous!

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  1. come on then, fess up.... where were they?

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    1. Can't you guess from the picture Lynne? Lots of pink and purple and green things piled up in a heap?

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  2. oh I SEE! In your heap of spare materials then? Or in the wardrobe? :P

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    1. No! They were in a pile of washing. I must have put them down and then put some more on top of them while my faulty auto-pilot was engaged!

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