I was reaching into my handbag while I was out shopping , which I know was definitely on my to do list when a gust of wind from one of our recent storms, might have been the French one, blew my “to do list” straight out of the little nesting place it had found in between my phone and my purse. Why, you may ask, did I have a handwritten note? Yes, guilty, sometimes I scribble things on pieces of paper.
Anyway the” to do’s” disappeared into the stratosphere and for the life of me I cannot remember any of the tasks I was supposed to do. I know we still don’t have a spare key for the lock up garage, so that must have been on it as the hardware man in town does keys. The rest I haven’t got a clue.
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