Ok, that's it...........

........I have officially lost the plot, my ability with mental gymnastics is sadly lacking, my brain is turning to mush....age is getting the better of me!

All of us on the wrong side of 30 40 are familiar with the usual absent-minded carryings on that accompany that gradual decline into the slightly 'over the hill stage of life'. We all ( please tell me it is 'us all') are used to forgetting a birthday, used to that horrible feeling when the mind, in who's ability of recall we were once so proud, deserts us just as we are about to address someone by name and leaves us with our gob hanging open and no name emitting from it. We throw cutlery in the bin and put empty packaging in the washing up, we somehow lose track of quite where we last saw our keys, or worse still where precisely in the multi story car park our car actually is, we call friends by the wrong name, or lovers by an old flames name and incidents of importance in our history are no longer so crystal clear in our minds.

These things we grow accustomed too, even laugh about in an aggravated kind of way but some things are just not acceptable....... and one of them is that this morning I put cat food in the washing machine's soap dispenser, yes really, you heard me correctly the first time but just to clarify, yes, I said cat food!!!! Thankfully I realised my 'little faux pas' just before I turned the machine on, the ensuing mess, had I not, doesn't bear thinking about.

Needless to say PG has got his money's worth out of this incident and I think it unlikely I will be allowed to forget it anytime soon!

Quiet sniggers only please!