Do these things happen to you?

Yep all the time, god knows where these things go in the meantime. Currently on holiday is my fleecey snood. I would like it to return to me by next winter! I also lost a welly sock (just one!) for about a year and then found it in a place I'd searched several times! At home I have the cat to blame (he likes to throw things off tables and worktops and hide them) but at the yard I have no excuse yet!
 
I am currently missing an xtra large haynet, ideal for the trailer, an over the door feed bucket, the frame is there, several leadropes and headcollars, I should have eight, two for each horse, yet I struggle to find the four I need, all horsey gear should be either hung up in the barn or in three large trugs in the barn, so not a large area.
I did have a 1912 penny appear in the middle of my living room once, not mine or my daughters, it just appeared, I would find it in obscure places about the house, finally putting it in a drawer, now it's disappeared, daughters swear they didn't move it, it was almost as if it was visiting
 
Two very expensive Nueu Schule bits and a couple of brand new expensive numnahs disappeared one day, turned the place upside down/inside out house, car etc, then a year later suddenly there they were, one bit and numnah - in a photo on Facebook of an ex livery neighbour ..........
 
Yes. I lost the baby the other day. I was doing the washing up and then walked back into the living room, looked at her bouncer. No baby. Panic.

Then I remembered that I had put her in the back garden in her pushchair to doze....
 
Two very expensive Nueu Schule bits and a couple of brand new expensive numnahs disappeared one day, turned the place upside down/inside out house, car etc, then a year later suddenly there they were, one bit and numnah - in a photo on Facebook of an ex livery neighbour ..........

Ohhh that would drive me livid!! People like that just.....
 
Not very often I have to say but when I do it tends to be a saga!

For instance, around Xmas time I was feeling very smug that I had remembered to put my boot grips on to fetch my horse in as I'd performed some interesting gymnastic moves slipping around on the ice putting him out.

When it was dark, I'd realised one had come off and was lying on the lane somewhere, figured I'd look for it in morning. Next morning I led horse up to field, took chain off and dropped it on the grass, took bridle off and dropped it in same place then shut him in his field and took headcollar off. Picked up my stuff and went on boot grip search.

Within 2mins I was feeling smug again as I'd found boot grip but had a nagging feeling. Quick inventory and I'd forgotten to pick up chain. Went back to get it, you'd think a shiny brass chain would be easy to spot on white frosty grass. Nope. 3 other liveries joined in the search. Nothing.

Went to tackstore to pick up a new chain for bringing in that aft just incase, then went back, got a metal detector and went to look for original chain again. Nothing. 2 other liveries joined in again, no luck. I gave up, turned round and chain went 'tada!....here I am in the exact place you put me and since then stared directly at me on 142 occasions in the last few hours!'.

Feeling smug again I walked back down lane to notice I'd lost part of the metal detector.......
 
I lost my wedding ring , I knew had it on the yard the night before I went across to say to say to keep an eye out I walked back to the house by the time I got to the house I got a text ,my groom walked into the stable she was mucking out and looked down there it was .
I lose thing all the time ATM MrGS favourite gardening shirt is absent without leave and the kitchen scissors are always disappearing I have three sets now and still get left with non sometimes .
 
Bought the pack of 4 "tubes" of Wrigley's.. left them in the car and opened one.. that one went missing.. I opened another thinking I had weirdly left in the house and the same happened.. 3 of them just randomly disappeared!

My mascara has gone walkies too.
 
Horse goes walkies sometimes, whoever it is takes him obviously doesn't get very far as he is often found returned to stable or waiting by the door to the barn (normally eating something)

would be nice if the fairies would shut the door after returning him though
 
Read a fabulous sci fi short story once about a gang of unseen beings were always flat out organising the future for us. It was like they were building a road just a few minutes ahead of the traffic.

When stuff like that happened it was because they hadn't quite got it 100% right and needed to make a correction.

Works for me.
 
I lost an antique silver bracelet one morning as I was walking the children to school. It was the nicest bit of jewellery I owned and was really upset, searched the route back and forth all that day and the next, asked the local shop owners and police if it had been handed in but no luck.

A few months later at a dental appointment I was gabbling away to the dentist, pre injection nerves, and mentioned I'd lost my best silver bracelet. 'Did it look like this?' he asked as he produced my bracelet out of a drawer. Well, riders, I nearly fell off the chair, his dental nurse had found it on the morning I'd lost it as she walked to work, she'd stuck it in the drawer and forgotten about it.

But ditto the gloves, pieces of tack, socks, oh and boots, if anyone happens to spot a lone brown size 7 Mountain Horse boot hopping around Wiltshire could you send it to me? It's a right one. It might have gone feral, it's been missing all winter.

ETA Jenny NZ, I love the concept of that sci fi story, it sounds completely possible.
 
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For me it was always sellotape when wrapping Christmas presents. You're sat on the floor, surrounded by presents, wrap, sello, scissors, pen and labels all to hand... Yet the sellotape always goes missing. And then it's back again when I come back into the room.

Still, I have a much better story from what was then a good friend. He lived alone in an 19thC cottage, which was known to be haunted. Think footsteps upstairs when you were downstairs alone, the front door slamming in your face and refusing to open unless you introduced the strange person who we're inviting into the house (front door opened of its own accord for me, very polite). This cottage was a typical bachelor pad, the sitting room contained a sofa, a TV and a stack of wood for the woodburner. The owner decided it could do with freshening up, he bought two tubes of Shake n Vac and put them on the woodpile whilst he went further into the house to stick the kettle on. Comes back into the sitting room, the Shake n Vac has gone. He is livid. He throws his toys out of the pram, shouting that they all have to live there together and he's just trying to make it a bit nicer etc etc 'and I am leaving the room and when I come back in five minutes I expect to see this Shake n Vac where I left them!'

Five minutes later he comes back into the room. 'They' have returned ONE shake n Vac...

That is seriously spooky! I lived in a house where 'someone' would walk up the stairs at 10pm every night but he/she never moved things..
 
My late Mum had the best one when she was about 87. She drove to the beach one day to walk the dog and 0n returning to the car, realised that she couldn't find her car keys and must have dropped them. She got help to get home etc, get the spare keys, etc etc. A week later she took the car and dog to the same spot. As she got out of the car and stepped on to the beach she looked down and there were her lost car keys lying amid the stones on the beach.

I did this with the lorry old fashioned steering lock. I locked it, got out the cab and dropped the keys. Ww have gravel, I even heard them drop. I bent down and...nothing. I searched. I scrabbled. I moved stones. I sieved the dratted things through my fingers. I called OH, he made a joke about a "woman's look" and spent an hour. Nada.

We cut the lock off in the end.

It was about 10 years later..... YES..... 10 YEARS... and there they were laid on the gravel. Just where I dropped them. I mean, I walked that yard every day for 10 years, it is outside my back door.
 
There needs to be a special site to connect people with left handed gloves to people with right handed gloves.

Also I was dead chuffed to find a small silver earring lost in the hay barn two days before. couldn't believe it,. Unfortunately the stones are missing from it now, so it hasn't done me much good finding it.
 
Every year at this time I buy a new shedding blade, I must have about 15 of the things now, and every year they disappear without trace. I've yet to have one reappear, but they must be somewhere!

Lol, this has just happened to me! Turned everything upside looking for it, couldn't find the blasted thing so went and bought a new one and then the same day find the old one sitting prominently on a shelf in my tack locker. I knew that would happen as well!!!
 
Still can't find the binoculars. I had them by the window (often used for bird watching before you all ask!) They have been there for about 2 years. i knew they were there. ~I needed them for the fence judging thing I was doing the other day, and gone. Can't for the life of me understand it. Grown legs and walked. *insert bino's with legs cartoon here*
On the plus side, found my back scratcher thingy!!


Some of these stories are quite spooky, but glad it isn't just me.
 
There needs to be a special site to connect people with left handed gloves to people with right handed gloves.

Yes please. I own a ridiculous number of left gloves. Sometimes in bad weather, I even resort to wearing a left glove on the right hand. Where are all my right hand gloves? Really? Where ARE they?
 
These stories have made me chuckle. Had my own one happen today, though I have to back up to last November for the starting point! So when I went to pick my new youngster up I took my lunge line just in case she was tricky to load. She wasn't so it stayed unused in the box. This is the last time I remeber I had it!
About two weeks after I had picked her up I needed the lunge line, couldn't find it. Searched the box, Doodles tack room and Topaz's tack room. Looked in my car and my house asked mum to check hers too. Nothing no sign, the gremlins must have been lunging mice or something.
Today a whole five months later I was tidying my tack room, left it to get Topaz ready for dressage, came back for something and blow me down there it was. Again like Fools Motto right in the middle of my freshly swept floor??
No one else had been in there so it was just too odd for words! Glad it's not just me!
x x
 
My mum lost her car keys once. Searched everywhere she had been in town, emptied her handbag (full on took everything out and shook it upside down). About 6 months later she put her hand in her bag and pulled out the keys. My dad is champion at finding things and he hadn't found them in her bag, even though he'd searched many times.

There's a book by Cecelia Ahern (she wrote P'S I Love You) called "A Place Called Here". It's literally a place where lost things go, odd socks, single gloves, keys etc etc. I really liked the idea of it. The book revolves around someone who went missing, she went to Here. Makes the idea of missing people seem a much nicer prospect. To think that there could be a place where the lost go together.

Although gremlins nicking my stuff makes me feel much better about losing things. :D

I wish my necklace would turn up. Lost it nearly a year ago. When I took it off I would ALWAYS link my ring on it as I was so paranoid I would lose my ring. Took them off at the yard, rode, went home. It is not at the yard (used metal detector) or in my car or at home. It's disappeared. The weirdest thing is, I didn't lose my ring! HOW!??? :(
 
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YO where I used to be lost her wedding ring while mucking out. Search high and low but was pretty sure it was in the muck heap which was removed quarterly so gone for good.

Sixteen years later, that winter's muck was being removed and there was the ring - despite the fact that the muck had probably been taken away 50 times during the 16 years!
 
I have lost - 1 padora bracelet and charms, one links of london bracelet and charms and my silver topped side saddle cane, i cannot find them anywhere.
I took a photo of the cane a couple of weeks ago- so i know it was about - but it has completely vanished - i am very upset about the loss of them all, have searched high and low.
 
I was making a bridle at the kitchen table on Saturday and dropped a running keeper on the floor which immediately went into hiding so I made another. Found the original one on Sunday under the bath mat two floors up; absolutely now idea how it made the journey.
 
Put my schooling whip down by the tack room door last summer, forgot to out it in before I left that evening. Still hasn't shown up again. We reckon the dog had it but there is no evidence of the thing anywhere! It's bright red and stuck out like a sore thumb!!!

I always lose pens at work too. How can you sit in one place, not move, and the pen you were using just disappear?!

According to Douglas Adams (Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy) pens slip through a wormhole in space, and somewhere in another universe is a planet made entirely of pens.

I get random items disappearing without trace and have to say (out loud) Please put it back, Geoff, or I will have to spend money replacing it. Said item then appears in a place I could not have missed. Geoff is not my pet poltergeist, he is my late husband (Lost him 4 years ago) and it has happened numerous times. I find it quite comforting!!
 
Gloves are the things that go missing the most often! Somewhere there will be a pile of my gloves, all different colours and types, but until I find it I have no idea! And camera chargers, they always go missing
 
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