Yesterday - I started by dropping a scarf running from the car across to the café in teeming rain. Someone retrieved that and the owner hung it in the kitchen to dry....forgot that.
Driving past later with my mother, I remembered it and went into retrieve it, they are closing for a week's holiday. Off to the pub.
After lunch, thought I put it on and we went over to see a distant cousin to give her a small Xmas pressie. Didn't stay long and back here and I've lost it again. Could I find her tel number.
Eventually I drove back the 6 miles and she didn't have it, the pub didn't either (called them). Bamboozled by this, I got back here, took off my jacket and then my sweater - it was buried beneath that.