Today I had to wait outside for an appointment and as it was a damp day was pleased to have my purple Shepherd's Cloth to put on the park bench to sit on. Well, it did its job too well, because when it was time to go I walked off without it!
I console myself that, given the location, it's probably been picked up for use by someone who needs it a lot more than I do, but I was wondering if there are other tales of misplaced, forgotten, stolen TB stuff to make me feel slightly less stupid.