Tuesday, 23 August 2011

The great sweatshirt mystery

A mystery... or am I going mad?

When I was at my Mum and Dad's last weekend, I put my grey sweatshirt on (that I bought in Los Angeles) just before Pete and I walked to the pub.  However, at the last minute I decided it was too warm and left it behind.

The weird thing is, next day we couldn't find the sweatshirt.  And it's still missing!

Could there be a Poltergeist in deepest Kent stealing clothing?


  1. A sweatshirt-loving Poltergeist? Yeah, probably. Weirder stuff has happened :D

    I have a similar problem with my washer; It's eating socks! Almost ever time I sort my socks one is missing and I either have to throw it away or chop a leg off. Of course I do neither.
    Then one day I realized!! The washer isn't actually eating socks, it's quite the opposite. It gives birth to new socks - one at the time!!

    This probably doesn't solve your dilemma... but well. Have a nice day.


  2. I'm with Daniel on the socks! It drives me nuts when they simply disappear!
    But your sweatshirt... I'm afraid there is only one possible explanation. Your parents must have "borrowed" it. I'd keep a close eye on them if I was you :)

  3. I think it may be with the socks and the Bic Biros that I seem to lose.