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Trying to impress a new girlfriend, I 'borrowed' my mother's car. Dropping her off in London, I managed to lose the car keys between locking it and reaching the other side of the road. Utter humiliation followed as my mum took the train to London with the spare key...
What have you lost over the years?
( , Fri 3 Dec 2004, 8:01)
Trying to impress a new girlfriend, I 'borrowed' my mother's car. Dropping her off in London, I managed to lose the car keys between locking it and reaching the other side of the road. Utter humiliation followed as my mum took the train to London with the spare key...
What have you lost over the years?
( , Fri 3 Dec 2004, 8:01)
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Also I lost myself
We were on a family holiday in Boston back when I was a wee lad of 15, I was bored of hours of wandering looking at museums and places where people attempted to make tea in the harbour so I decided I would walk back to the hotel. I went back down what I thought was the street we had originally come along only to end up firstly on a motorway type affair which lead me into the back end of an American city like you see on films, winos drinking from bottles in brown paper bags, big groups of guys looking quite dangerous, dark alleys with furtive looking people in and several friendly ladies in little clothing. I felt a bit nervous in my 'I'm a tourist' costume with all these people eyeing me up. I made it home in the end after biting the bullet and asking one of the above mentioned ladies for directions.
( , Sun 5 Dec 2004, 12:54, Reply)
We were on a family holiday in Boston back when I was a wee lad of 15, I was bored of hours of wandering looking at museums and places where people attempted to make tea in the harbour so I decided I would walk back to the hotel. I went back down what I thought was the street we had originally come along only to end up firstly on a motorway type affair which lead me into the back end of an American city like you see on films, winos drinking from bottles in brown paper bags, big groups of guys looking quite dangerous, dark alleys with furtive looking people in and several friendly ladies in little clothing. I felt a bit nervous in my 'I'm a tourist' costume with all these people eyeing me up. I made it home in the end after biting the bullet and asking one of the above mentioned ladies for directions.
( , Sun 5 Dec 2004, 12:54, Reply)
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