I’m sure everyone has times when they can’t find a particular thing… I’ve just spent five minutes looking for my phone. We do seem to suffer more than other friends, maybe because I have to confess we are quit untidy… well, actually, very untidy! Missing keys, misplaced important documents, potato-peeler, book I was reading… searching for random items is an everyday occurrence. We joked that if ever we had a family motto it should be ‘Ubi…?‘ meaning ‘Where…?‘ There was the occasion where my husband couldn’t find his watch first thing in the morning while staying with cousins; infuriated he went out and bought another cheap one only to come home and find the original in his pyjama pocket!
So little things, small things, things which can be under, or behind or fall off, fair enough… But we have a mystery. Somehow we can’t find a pile of towels… yes towels, not teeny-tiny things, but big fluffy towels… one bath sheet, and three bath towels… where are they? Where can they be? What has happened to them? I’ve searched high and low to no avail…
In despair and frustration I went out and bought new towels today, hoping that like my husband’s watch, the old ones will miraculously return now!
Lois Elsden 