Lost...

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I am in the garden digging out brambles when I have a great idea and think 'I must write that down for my journal'.

I go inside to find my notebook.

Then the telephone rings.

Then the washing is finished and needs hanging out.

Then it is lunchtime and the rest of the family appears.

Then I am asked to find the instructions for re-configuring the ladder on the bunk bed so it takes up less floor space.

Then we need to find the bits of wood and the right screws and the correct size of allen key and the other screwdriver.

Then my assistance is required with all of the above.

Then the spare bits of wood have to go in the garage.

Then I start tidying the garage so as to make room for the bits of wood.

Then the washing is dry and needs to be brought in.

Then we all stop for a cup of tea.

Then I go into the garden and dig out some more brambles.

Then I remember thinking 'I must write that down for my journal.'

But there is no point now in fetching the notebook.

Because I cannot for the life of me remember what it was I was going to write in it...