Lost (but not found)*

The reason I didn't blog yesterday 

and why I was mending glass bead necklaces on Saturday,

is because I was turning the house upside down 

and inside out looking for this:

the only piece of real jewellery I possess;

the piece of jewellery that replaced

 the few nice inherited things that got stolen in two 

swiftly consecutive burglaries twenty five years ago.

I didn't find it or its box or its little suede sack.

And then we couldn't find the Sat Nav.

So we turned the house and car upside down again.

And we haven't found that either.

We live in a fairly orderly house.

There aren't many places to look

but naturally my fevered imagination

has had me disposing of both items

in more and more ludicrous ways,

to explain the utter bafflement

of not being able to lay my hands on either object

in its usual long established home.

So now I have started to look askance at the various people

who have been at liberty to wander around the house

without being scrutinised every minute of every day.

And of course that gets me nowhere either.

* Go here for a much happier story that puts things in perspective.