I’m just reblogging this for Mark because it came up in conversation: also because we’ve been watching ‘Fawlty Towers’ yet again and marvelling…
No, I haven’t gone all ‘Basil Fawlty’ on you
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LBqw9gR0aHI
– I was just thinking this morning, at some point between 5 and 6 am (groan!) about how the mind compartmentalises things. To whit: yesterday I washed an old eiderdown for which we have no daily use though it comes in handy for chair covers etc – and I was wondering where to put it as we have no space. I settled for folding it and sticking it on top of an already-teetering pile on the wardrobe. Then in the night I had the usual thought about needing to put another cover on the mattress as it has got into the bad habit of poking me in the ribs at night rather like a bad marriage (ho ho). Then at approximately 5.15 I had one of those ‘Duh!’ moments when you realise that two narratives which have been going on…
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