Thought I'd lost two days of my life. I blame the ***-retentive git upstairs who always does his hoovering on a Sunday, regular as clockwork. Heard the hoover so naturally thought 'Sunday'.
It's normally when I`m at work that I don't know what day it is but I have the whole of August off and I can already feel my memory slowing and my brain fogging up. I can understand why retired people say that they need to do sudoko or something to keep the brain active.