You're not alone. I drove about 20 miles to a car show, to find out I was a week early. That's what I get for not checking, when my friend asked me "Are you going to the car show in XXXXXX this weekend?"
Felt old and stupid today. Being retired you lose track of the days. One day is the same as the next... sort of.
I drove 40 klm to Bunnings and then realized they were closed due to it being Labour Day... grrrr
There's only two days in my week, Saturday and Sunday. Six Saturdays. One Sunday.
Me in the bath with another male, this practice ceased later in life, well, with men anyway.
Circa 1954, the other guilty party is my cousin, I am the one on the left.
It sort of looks like your cousin is getting the 'best' of you.Me in the bath with another male, this practice ceased later in life, well, with men anyway.
Circa 1954, the other guilty party is my cousin, I am the one on the left.
It sort of looks like your cousin is getting the 'best' of you.![]()
Your fly is undone.....
Bait?