By Graham Mabury, 882 6PR - Nightline, weeknights from 8pm
AT my stage of life I really relate to an email a friend sent me recently. It describes a day on which you decide to wash your car.
On the way to the garage you notice that the postman has been.
You clear the letter box and quickly flick through the envelopes, laying the car keys down as you do.
As you discard the junk mail you notice the bin is full. It’s best to empty it straight away so you put the other letters down, on top of your car keys.
As you are about to pick up the bin you see a bottle of soft drink that someone has left out.
Anxious to get that away from your computer and sound system you start for the kitchen, bottle in hand.
Suddenly, en-route, there are your spectacles.
You’ve been looking for them all morning so you’d better put them away in their case immediately.
As the day ends, the car isn’t washed, the mail is still unopened, the bin is full, there’s a bottle of soft drink sitting on the hall stand, and you can’t seem to find your car keys.
You discover all this as you are about to put your Bible in the fridge and take the milk to read in bed.
I may have achieved the age where I can, without warning, forget the name of someone I know extremely well.
It has happened to me on air so there’s no point denying it.
I do remember, however, that the email ended on an encouraging note. It pointed out that memory lapses also afflict the young.
They regularly forget school lunches, sporting equipment, shoes, phone messages, library fines and household chores.
Having deleted the email once I’d read it, I wish I could remember who sent it to me.