Quote from: Papyrus on Today at 02:54:35 PMI appear to have acquired stuff that I have no knowledge of or need for

I have noticed that. A few weeks ago, I was doing a bit of tidying up and came across a plastic case. On opening it, I saw that it contained a new looking Black and Decker electric drill. "I don't remember putting that away" thinks I, turns round and saw my, not so new, B & D electric drill on the workbench! 

Quote from: Papyrus on Today at 02:54:35 PMI have to agree. Similarly, I appear to have acquired stuff that I have no knowledge of or need for. That continental bogie freight car, for instance. Why have I got that? I really need to get a grip...

Do you have a use for one of those, or might do in the future?

I have to agree. Similarly, I appear to have acquired stuff that I have no knowledge of or need for. That continental bogie freight car, for instance. Why have I got that? I really need to get a grip...

Cheers,

Chris

I'm convinced there's a real Starship Enterprise up there that beams up bits just to have a bit of fun..... Stuff just disappears for months then turns up when they decide to give it back!

Dave

Quote from: Newportnobby on Today at 12:02:21 PMHave you tried your 'man drawer'?

Yes, but which one? 

Cheers,

Chris

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Definitely. Especially when I buy bits of useful material or tools for a specific job and then when I get around to that job I've forgotten what sensible and safe place I put them in.

Just had my car road tax reminder. Increase of 22.6%
How the hell can anyone justify this? (without going down the politics road, please)

You've put them in that 'safe place', haven't you?
Have you tried your 'man drawer'? You know, the one with keys for unknown items, odd batteries, extinct mobile phones etc.

Does anybody else find their stuff keeps disappearing? Mine had got in a right old muddle so I've been having a sort-out and I can't help thinking there isn't as much as there should be. I have far less stock than many fellow Forumites, so it should be easier to keep track (sorry!) of, but for instance, I'm sure I bought at least 3 Minitrix teak coaches and now I only seem to have one. Ages ago I bought a Farish 4P to use the chassis for a project - there is no sign now of the chassis or tender, only the loco body. Which is the bit I don't want. Ditto a Minitrix Class 27 which I was going to repair - the body is still in the To Be Repaired box but the chassis is nowhere to be seen. Likewise I'm sure I bought some points for a previous layout but they vanished and I had to buy more. Where do they go? I don't belong to a club, so nothing leaves the house. I can't blame Mrs Papyrus - she doesn't have a clandestine layout, to the best of my knowledge. Nor the dogs... I keep looking in boxes I have looked in 5 times before but they never seem to come back from the Space-Time Continuum. Does anyone else have this sort of problem, or am I the only one with this level of incompetence?

Cheers,

Chris