My "patience moment" was yesterday when DH was going to trim the base of the Christmas tree. (Having left it until it was dark.) He was in my "Wendy House" (garden shed) to you, looking for my pruning saw.
"What had I done with it." "Why wasn't it where it should be."
So Nellie goes in with a torch, looks in the tray, and just moves a couple of garden gloves from on top of the pruning saw.
"It's where it usually is in the black tray." said I."
"Well I don't know where it is I looked in there." Said he! So I left him to find it for himself, but it still wasn't there.
Why don't men try just try moving something else when looking for things ?
Do they think that if something is invisible it has ceased to exist.
(Its all my fault of course.) I think I am past laughing. 