And winning today’s “Spectacular Cleverness” award:
I was sitting here working, when I was overcome by a sneezing fit/dust reaction. So, I thought I’d go out for a walk, blow the cobwebs away, and generally refresh myself.
I stepped out the back door, heard it shut behind me, and then realised it was raining. Pissing it down, in fact. Bugger, I thought, mentally cancelling my walk, and reaching for my keys to go back inside, then realising with terrible clarity exactly where I’d left my keys – on top of a speaker in my bedroom.
Mercifully, Andrew arrived home about twenty minutes later, so I got only slightly soaked.
The moral of the story? There is no moral. But I should always keep my keys on me.