Now, what did I do with.....?

I had another walk down to the plot yesterday, across the green fields with birds singing all around, and would have arrived full of the joys of spring, if it hadn’t still been officially winter.

I went over to one of the other bloke’s plots to have a natter, who’s about the same age as me. After comparing notes on carrot fly and potato blight for a while, we got on to medical matters as people of our age tend to do sometimes.

When asked what tablets I was taking for the blood pressure, I told him it was the ones that make you pee a lot.

“Oh Bendroflouazide” he replied with a knowing air of wisdom to his voice, then added with a large hint of disdain, “But everybody’s on them though, aren’t they………owt else?”

“Statins”, I replied. Who was I to disappoint him.

“Ah, now my cholesterol's OK, you see”, he informed me, with an emphasis on the “my”, and a smug smile on his face.

I went on regardless, “And one of those ACE inhibitors as well, but can’t quite remember its name”, just to amuse him further.

With the same authoritarian tone, that by now made me want to piss on his cauliflowers the next time the Bendroflouazide kicks in, he said, “That’s one of the side effects of ACE inhibitors you know”.

“What is?” I asked tersely, a bit perplexed.

“Short term memory loss, I bet it’s Perindopril you're on”, he replied. Admittedly, the name did sound familiar.

Feeling a bit decrepit by now, I bid him farewell and wandered back to my plot with the intention of having a sandwich and a cup of tea from the flask.

Trouble was, I had forgotten to bring the damned bag with them in, hadn’t I!!!