That bloody coat has got lost again.
One expects to lose kittens or small children. One expects to lose wives, girlfriends, patience, ones temper, ones bearings.
But how can a coat lose itself with such regularity. I can only assume that it is careless.
This is the last time that I saw the thing was when it was being manhandled by a karate expert from Calgary.
It was being given the chop!
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When the lost coat returns could you look in the pocket for Ann's lost keys - which are more than careless, they possess escapologist qualities.
The coat never did return.
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