Ha - call that senile? One day last week, heading down the pub with the headphones on, as is my wont, I suddenly stepped off the pavement at a junction without a glance or a thought, right in front of a car, whose driver was fortunately rather more on the ball than I was. And just an hour ago I was wondering where I'd put the car keys when we got back last night - they weren't in any of the usual places. Nope. They were in the car door. Don't tell 'er indores...