Losing The Saltire - Horror Story or Nightmare??

[wildrover]

Hey, that's not too far...would the Banded Blimp fancy a flight up to Colorado? We have a couple games around the same time of year, and enough people around that I'm sure someone would host it!

[Jack Daw]

Is this what happened??

[toadinakilt]

Oh, the Saltire-ity!

[Barb T]

What a *great* story! All of us of "a certain age" are just nodding our heads about those memory blanks that suddenly fill - mysteriously, instantaneously, and, maddeningly, not when we wish they would. And now that all's well that ends well, don't we all wish we'd been flies on the wall to witness it!

[Carolina Kiltman]

Glad to hear that the wee ship is still sailing! :blimp:

To Barb, I believe that those are officially known as "senior moments"

[bchunter]

So, maybe the wee one has a bit of a mischevious side?

[Bugbear]

I think we are all avoiding the eight-hundred pound gorilla in this story.

Ron, what were you doing in a hotel room with a carton of canned lemonade?

[Riverkilt]

Once you throw your first kidney stone and your urologist tells you lemonade can prevent more kidney stones you'll understand why I toss a carton of lemonade in my ride when I go off on a trek.

This carton was down to about four cans when the scary incident took place...hence the room for the Saltire to be easily carried upstairs inside the carton and the ability to somehow slip underneath the remaining cans in the fridge.

She's been resting up from her ordeal but will soon be flying about the canyonlands again this weekend.

[Bugbear]

All right, I guess that makes sense. I forgot you all don't have citrus trees up there.

I've eaten so many grapefruit this year...

[Pleater]

I managed to lose a grandson for about 45 seconds today - that boy is a fast crawler!!

Usually when it goes quiet you should really start to worry - but I didn't as I could hear a strange sound

- slurp slurp slurp

and again

-slurp slurp slurp

just at that moment his proud parents return and find the Nanna standing there looking bewildered - and their not allowed citrus fruits offspring under the table sucking on a nectarine, having used his newly emerged half dozen teeth to tear a hole in the skin and then squashed the insides to get the forbidden juice.

That child is 2 ft 4 inches tall on his back legs - and he can reach up and stretch, so as to grab all the things the proud parents do not put high up out of his reach.

I know what you mean about losing something precious though - just for a minute there...

Anne the Pleater