I’m feeling just a little sheepish. I found the book. It was in the bag I had brought to Trysil and that I hadn’t bothered unpacking yet.
Definitely sheepish.
So: Not only would I have avoided the whole problem had I unpacked and tidied away like a good sensible girl. I also have definite proof of a very leaky memory. Sieve. That’s what it leaks like. How come I didn’t remember packing it?
Sheepish. Sheepish. Sheepish.
Voice on the stereo: Alanis Morisette – So unsexy