This morning I couldn't find my two cloth face masks, so, a bit disgruntled, I went round and round all the places I might have put them. The right place is on a table in the lounge. In the process I turned out a drawer where I found all sorts of things to throw away, an old £20 note on a shelf, but the drawer is now very tidy! Eventually, I thought of feeling on the floor by the table - and yes, found them! This shows that my cleaner hadn't moved the tables when vacuuming, but that doesn't matter. Equiilibrium restored, I am going to Lymington (by taxi) to ssee if I can find some suiteble shower-proof outerwear to enable me to maintain my up-and-down-the-Close walking during winter.