So, off I go back home where I check another jacket, the trousers I wore yesterday, the kitchen worktop, my bedside cabinet, my desk... nothing. I then get to thinking that it might have slipped from my pocket while in the car - no.
I am sat at the desk trying to calm down a bit and wondering what to do when I feel this lump by the side of my leg. Now, I am wearing walking trousers because I had gone for a park walk earlier and it has leg pockets and guess what was in there!!!

Never mind child minding, the government should be offering 'silly old sod' minding.


