So there I was, sitting in the courtyard of a lovely little restaurant, enjoying the late summer sun, and the last mouthful of heavenly Chardonnay, when I heard my husband calling my name from the counter, where he was paying the bill.
Something in his voice didn’t sound quite right so I went up to join him, and in a hushed but panicky voice he said,
“Darling, I can’t remember the pin number for my card”. Read more…
I frantically dialled his mobile. “Help me! I can’t find the car!!” 
I wasn’t expecting to hear, “Well, what do you expect me to do about it?!
I expected directions, a calm voice giving me some clues …….
isn’t that what husbands are for?
Is this your worst nightmare, too?
A crowded parking lot, cars as far as the eye can see, in every direction
And, NOT A CLUE where you left yours?
Don’t you HATE it when time is against you and you can’t find your keys or your wallet!
Why does it happen? Read more…
