I'll be 74 in a few days; so, could be excused - some might say - for having occasional memory lapses. However, I have to confess that I have found myself experiencing difficulty in remember names (in particular), recently, and, without wishing to seem too morbid, I'm beginning to wonder if the early stages of dementia might be taking effect.
As it happens, I've always been poor at putting a name to a face. When we moved back to the Peak District after an absence of ten years or so, for example, I would often have to rely on my wife to step in when she saw me struggling to find the right name - often for someone I had known quite well.
Having said that, there was an interesting sub-plot to that scenario because my wife (who has is exceptionally good with names) would often say, "How's such-and-such-a-body?" when referring to someone's spouse; only to discover that that particular relationship had broken up since we left and a new partner's name had to be entered in her Memory Bank.
Anyway, putting aside incidents which could genuinely be attributed to a poor memory, I have also been known to suffer from (what I like to call) short-term memory lapses. In these blogs, I may have recounted an occasion when I spent a whole afternoon trying to remove a Yale lock from a mistakenly locked back door of a house we had recently moved into - only for my son to arrive home from school and walk into the house through the front door.
In a similar vein, I had a situation this morning, where the water wasn't emptying from the bathroom sink. So, suspecting there may have been a blockage somewhere near the 'U' thingy under the sink, I cleared out the cabinet under the pipe before trying to unscrew it. As it happened, there was quite a lot of water in the pipe; so, I took great care to prevent any spillage whilst removing it and emptying it into - guess what? - the bathroom sink!