Thread: I'm an idiot.

Greetings Fellow Old Farts,
I have never been good at remembering names but recently it has got worse. I frequently am trying to remember someone's name, I can see their face and almost remember when the name disappears into the bushes again. Fortunately having systems for other important things like handloading so it will keep me out of a dementia home for a bit yet.
Regards Gim, Gran, oh bugger it.

Originally Posted by grandpamac

Greetings Fellow Old Farts,
I have never been good at remembering names but recently it has got worse. I frequently am trying to remember someone's name, I can see their face and almost remember when the name disappears into the bushes again. Fortunately having systems for other important things like handloading so it will keep me out of a dementia home for a bit yet.
Regards Gim, Gran, oh bugger it.

Yep, you can pick their face, but not their nose.

grandpamac, Me thinks we should start a club.

Drive to road end, park up and leg it for a two night trip. Return to a flat battery as someone left the lights on. 1.5 Hour walk up the road to nearest farmhouse and beg for a jumpstart. "You are the third this month".

Originally Posted by ROKTOY

Drive to road end, park up and leg it for a two night trip. Return to a flat battery as someone left the lights on. 1.5 Hour walk up the road to nearest farmhouse and beg for a jumpstart. "You are the third this month".

Did similar on overnight trip.
Walked two hours from the car and stopped for a breather then noticed I wasn’t wearing my bum- bag with knife and fire lighting gear etc.
So dropped my pack and walked fast to and from the car, one and a half hours each way then picked up pack and carried on.
Saw bugger all and got nothing and next day hob-nail express back to the car, three and a half hours only to find I’d not shut rear door on car when I retrieved my bum bag and inside light had stayed on and battery was flatter than a very flat thing!
So…another hour and a half walk to the nearest cockies place and they headed back to my car and we tried to jump start my (diesel) car but no go. So back to the cockies for another battery.
Luckily they sort of knew who I was and trusted me to return their battery ( and charged my battery)
Whew!!

I was mistaken once. I thought I was wrong but it turned out I wasn’t. Ha ha ha ha ya bloody idiot Rushy.

I drove down to the bush once and left the rifle in the safe

Head out for the night possum shooting and forgetting the spotlight thats still on the charger at home..

I resemble that opening remark

loading the car up for a day and then the hour drive realised i left the keys to the locked ammo tin on the table at home

one thing i haven't done is scope myself , probably because my first rifle at 16 was a 8x57 fully wooded with tasco 4x32 .

I have a Bushnell that has one dial marked in the opposite direction to the other

Has anyone else turned up at the happy hunting ground in their slippers?

what were you hunting?

flat smooth souled street shoes dont go well in wallaby country.