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I dropped a plastic bag today. What a crime. Yesterday I bought nine tomato plants and put them in the plastic bag that I keep in the boot of my car; I didn't want them to fall over or dirty the carpet. When I arrived home I dried the bag and tucked it on the arm of the offside external mirror where I would see it next time I drove the car. This would remind me to replace it in the boot. Twenty-four hours later when I went out in the car I had forgotten all about the bag. And worse, I failed to spot it. Ten yards down the road it blew off. I saw something white detach itself from my car and fly down the road. D'Oh, it was the bag. The road was narrow and there was a car behind me so I didn't wish to be more of a nuisance by stopping to retrieve it.
I looked for it when I arrived home and think I spotted it in a front garden. The bag was next to a skip in the drive (the house is having an extension built) and there was a car next to the skip with a workman eating his lunch. I left the bag where it was as I didn't have the guts to look closer. Anyone spotting it would be likely to think that one of the workmen had dropped it or it had blown out of the skip. I felt miffed at forgetting about the bag, more miffed at being unobservant, and miffed at losing it.
Thought for today
We like to moralise when we are old because it makes a merit of many deprivations which have become a necessity.
Mme de Salm-Dyck, quoted in A Cynic's Breviary by J R Solly, 1925
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