I’ve lost my watch. A new watch I bought at the airport last week on the way to Condobolin for work. It was nothing special, but I liked it.
|The missing watch shown here while photographing myself in the car window|
It seems that Scarlett liked it as well. Upon spying it on my wrist she was fascinated (I don’t usually wear a watch). She immediately wanted me to take it off so she could try it on. I granted her this wish once or twice but the final time was a few days ago early in the morning. It is a bit of a blur. One second it was there – the next it was gone. Nowhere to be found. Still.
I’ve done a bit of searching to no avail. My next step will be a complete clean out of each and every room in the house. The way my mum used to do it. Look out family…