Something that is really difficult and time consuming to deal with is things going missing.
Yesterday George caught the bus home from Brighton. I was not there when he got home. The next day he needed his stick. I spent ages looking for it. Nowhere to be found. I have rung the bus company but no luck. He later showed me a parcel that he had bought. This happened while I was getting tea. I told him to put it into the bedroom. This afternoon he wanted it. Again I have spent a long time looking for it with no luck.
While I was looking I found two pairs of pyjama pants stuffed up into the top of the wardrobe, I had been looking for these s I guess that is something.
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