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Where’s the whatsit?

17/10/2022

4 Comments

 
PictureHarry Freeman reports a conversation that’s happening
more frequently in his household – as far as he can
remember. Cartoon by Natasha Williams-Novak
By Harry Freeman

“Where’s the whatsit?”

“The whatsit?”

“You know the hoojamaflip we got the other day to replace the one that broke.”

“Oh that. Isn’t it in the drawer with the others?”

“No, don’t you remember, the new one’s a bit bigger so it wouldn’t fit in there.”

“Ah yes, that. Let’s think, what am I looking for again? It’s blue isn’t it?”

“No this one’s red, don’t you remember anything?”

“In the circumstances that’s a bit rich isn’t it? Well, it might be near where you are right now. On the top, with the other thingummyjigs.”

“I can’t see it anywhere.”

“Do you need these steps? You might need to get up and look behind the other things?”

“Oh thanks. Let’s see – I’ll just push these what-do-you-call-its out of the way. Aha! What’s this?”

“Have you got it now?”

“Yes, here it is just where you said it would be! Thanks.”

“That’s great.”


 

 


4 Comments
Jan Bourne
21/10/2022 11:54:33 am

Ha ha!! Yes, we're having conversations like this too Harry! Thanks for a morning laugh. It feels like when I go to access the part of my brain where I know the answer I'm seeking resides - all I hear is 'white noise'!

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Julie Thomas
21/10/2022 01:01:56 pm

Perfect description, Harry! Only it all goes on inside just my head. And in the middle of searching, I notice the top of the fridge needs cleaning .... and on the way to get the cleaning cloth, I notice .... etc ...

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Hilary Stuchbery
23/10/2022 07:39:26 pm

Exactly Harry - got it in one! I miss having a dog because I could always say I was talking to the dog when I say things aloud like "Just finish one thing. Don't get sidetracked" and I'm alone in the house.
As for relaying information about someone we know to my husband, it's just as well he knows who I mean by a description because names are hard to remember. Oh well...!

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Anne Heath Mennell
27/10/2022 02:39:46 pm

Me too, Harry! We are not alone but I'm not sure whether that makes me feel any better. My cats aren't great conversationalists so my memory gaffes are always in public and with people who can't read my
mind. Fortunately, most of them are in the same boat and so are very forgiving. Makes for some really weird chats sometimes tho' ...

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