I have been thinking about the lost car keys and lost house keys. I had suggested to Phil the house keys may have fallen out of his pocket when he went to inspect his raised garden beds but he said he's looked and couldn't find them. A few days ago he came in triumphantly holding his house keys.....he found them next to his garden bed (among some weeds which, if pulled, wouldn't have hidden the keys) so that ended well and through it we gained a couple of spare keys which are always handy.
When we were going to bed that night I mentioned the torch to Phil who carefully got down on his hands and knees (not so easy for him now either, but he manages it quite well) and using his torch, he searched under my bed. Nothing........no torch. We decided he would leave his torch between the two of us should one of us need to use it and we hopped into bed and began reading. Phil usually reads a little longer than I do and after I'd put my book and specs in the drawer I snuggled down to sleep. As I put my hand under my pillow I discovered this hard lump!!! "Oh, my goodness" said I, "I've found my torch". It had somehow got inside the pillowslip and when I stood the pillow up against my wardrobe when making the bed it had fallen to the other end of the pillowcase.
As I remarked to Phil next morning "It just shows we can all do silly things at times" and we certainly can. We still can't fathom out how the car keys fell out of Phil's deep pocket but there you go and of course I (silently) still think losing the keys sillier than losing the torch. That though I only my private opinion. (*:*)