I Am Fallible!


The unthinkable happened.  Much to the astonishment of the POW and his consort, Mr. Perfect goofed up.

I left home yesterday without my set of keys and on returning home would have been in a great deal of trouble had the POW not been at home to open the door for me.  Eight years ago was the last time this had happened and I had promptly got a duplicate set made and left it with my nephew who used to live just about a hundred meters away from us.  Alas. he died two years ago and since then, I have not made any alternate arrangement.  Time to think about that too.

I must be getting senile!

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