h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Up a mountain?

Er, you mean these?

::Jingle Jingle::

I've no idea how they ended up in Texas or how the hell I''m going to get them back to you by tomorrow.

A very big catapult at your end, a very big basket in Devon. Usually does the trick.

Bloody ridiculous this is. I've been out in a garden with a basket for the last 20 minutes, and all I've caught is a passing meteorite. You guys and your mad plans...

Suffice it to say, lil, they're not on the coffee table. I use them more often to open beer than doors, which is why I noticed their loss

I wouldn't mind so much, but the place is tidy. Why the hell can I only find things when the place is a tip?

So... you didn't get them?

Oh bother.

Ummm In the kitchen, then..

Ummmm, at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean then.

On the floor by the side of your chair..

The oven, the fridge? My husband claims that's where I usually (distractedly) put my glasses, wallet and other stuff.

He's wrong of course.......mostly.

With the husband's and teenagers' stuff I have the same experience as B'Elena or 'Where is the sugar bowl?' - 'On the table in front of you!'. 'No'. 'Have another look'...'Oh, right...'

In the pockets of the missing shorts, like the tenner?
Tartaronnem have you ever read the book: Why men don't listen and women can't read maps ( Barbara and Allan Pease)? It explains this phenomenon quite logically, and now, it's a joke in my family that my husband 'can't find the butter'.

No, I haven't read the book.
*Makes notes*
But I am the map reader when we drive. We collaborate very well, then. I don't comment on his driving, he doesn't comment on my mapreading.

I don't like it much at the wheel when he is beside me. A proper Mrs. Bucket he is....and I'm much better at reading the map ...when he is in charge of it.....

Actually, I'm ok at reading the map, I don't turn it round (often ). I don't like to drive anyway, and less so with my husband beside me, so I'm usually quite happy to prepare some picknick and let him do the driving.

Have you got a pocket full of bottle tops? if so, you'll probably find the keys in the waste bin

Just checked that, just in case, Scorpio!

Still haven't found them. Will keep you informed on progress; local shipping is on alert just in case they are still in transit through the stratosphere...