Sunday, March 01, 2009

Exmoor - mean and moody



This is how it looked yesterday. Back in the car I realised I had lost my precious camera bag. We retraced our steps but no sign of the cover. A car had driven up meanwhile and an uncharitable thought crossed my mind. We continued on to Exford where we were to have lunch at The White Horse and feeling under my seat I found the bag. How ashamed was I?
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9 comments:

john.g. said...

Smirks to myself!

PI said...

John.g: Hmmmmmm!

problemchildbride said...

Ah Pat, we're living in the real world. A little bit of suspicion is not a bad survival tool in the real world. Too much suspicion isn't good obviously, but you're nowhere near too much here. Don't be too hard on yourself, hon.
x

Shane said...

You remind me of the recent occasion when I left a telescope half way up Cader Idris. Partner's Dad volunteered to retrace steps to fetch it, as the Boy WOnder and I continued on our ascent. I felt like a total git. My sloppiness ruined an otherwise good hike.

Re Exmoor images: I like your descriptives. Last weekend, the Pennines struck me as a grand, understated old man of a landscape.

Jimmy Bastard said...

You know how the oul saying goes.. Innocent until proven Catholic!

kenju said...

Just last week I drove through a fast food restaurant line and handed my $$ to the clerk. As she gave me the change, I said "I gave you a $20! and looking bewildered, she started to hand me $15, just as I realized that I had only given her a $10. I was so sorry for her. Of course, I told her I was wrong and she was right - and then I saw a huge smile creep onto her face!

Just ask for forgiveness, Pat. What you thought was normal...

PI said...

Sam: that's what I mean about trying to be better.

Shane: I hope he retrieved it for you. Think how great he must have felt. I wonder why you have a telescope instead of bins?
My Mum did the Pennine Way twice. In bits.

Jimmy: half my family were Catholic. Knees on the peas for you me boy.

Judy: ouch! That must have been worse. At least my man didn't know I suspected him although MTL thought I should go and tell him and apologise. He loves winding me up:)

Guyana-Gyal said...

Heh.

hehe.

Something similar happened to me. I even *sort of* half accused the innocent party. I still cringe.

PI said...

GG: maybe its good for one's soul to feel the baddie occasionally.