Invariably shopping with her indoors led to her disappearing when I was told to select something off a top shelf and took my eyes off of her for a moment. Women, I discovered over many years, have this ability to simply vanish into the ether when it suits them to do so. So then I find myself wandering along those endless aisles with a bottle of coconut oil in my hand looking for the beloved one who has gone AWOL. At last she is located after a search that would have more quickly located the Scott expedition , and as always her first question is "Where on earth have you been?"
"Looking for you, you parrot!"
