Has it really been that long?
- First of all this week I can officially say that winter has arrived... I know I said I was cold before... but now I have the official proof:
Lost stuff! I love it!! Which doesn't sound good and probably isn't... I should probably stop now before it gets worse, but I find myself smiling every time I see something abandoned and forlorned on the pavement or on a park bench... It makes walking the dog much more exciting though. And it's not that I'm happy that people have lost them... it kind of looks to me as the objects are alive... and calling for help. Don't you think if they could they would? I mean, a pair of gloves on a bench it's nowhere near as emotive as one lone glove on a bench.
No? Just me?
I'm trying to restrain myself and not pick the stuff up... but wouldn't it be super cool set up a museum of lost things? "The museum of loss".
All this is a total hypocrisy I realise... when the boys (or I...) lose things I get rather annoyed... at the moment we're missing a pair of new school tracksuit bottom and a rugby padded shirt. All named but lost/gone/disappeared nonetheless. Please check your kids games bags tonight for them?
Coherence is not my middle name.
(It's Silvia, incidentally. What's yours?)