I think a lot of all this forgetfulness has to do with the fact that we're all super-intelligent beings with synapses firing at full throttle, and that our minds are merely on higher things!

My latest whoopsie was about a month ago, when I went to a friend's house for a monthly lunch get together which a few of us have. One of the others turned up as I was happily burying my snout into a glass of cava, and said, 'I've just come from Anne's (childminder) and she has told me to say "meals on wheels" and to enjoy your lunch.'(Anne is also the co-ordinator for Meals on Wheels in our village). I told her don't be daft it's Tuesday and I don't do Tuesdays (it was Thursday) and anyway I'm not on this week.....am I? Oh bugger! I had done a swop on the rota and got muddled. Having done it the week before, I still thought I had a week gap before I did it again. WRONG!!! Luckily, when the kitchen rang to say that nobody had been, she had been able, albeit a bit late, to get another volunteer out. Talk about food turning to ashes. Luckily the old folks took it well. They all know me. The other volunteer was my next door neighbour who wasn't in the least surprised, having lived next to me for 12 years!

mouldy