Thursday, November 14, 2019

One thing sorted

Maybe I have a Pooka.

I checked the pockets of the jumper dress I wore yesterday this morning: no key.

Picked up the dress along with some similar-colored clothes when I came home for lunch (and to do a load of laundry), heard a jingle, there was the key.

I don't know. I hope the Pooka can find the exam I *thought* the student took but that I cannot find (then again, I might be misremembering her being that? She seemed unwell on Monday and maybe she didn't get in to take the exam? Anyway, I will have to look a bit when I go back to my office)

1 comment:

Jay said...

They gave you back your keys, but took a sock. One sock from your best pair. Check, you'll see. :)