There is no doubt that I am beginning to forget things as I get older.
A few months ago I was convinced I had lost my wallet along with all the stuff in it like cash, debit card, credit cards, driving license and really important stuff like my US Sailing Membership Card. I went to all the trouble of calling the liquor store where I thought I might have lost it, notifying the police, notifying my bank and credit card companies, getting a replacement driving license, and of course notifying US Sailing. Then a few weeks later Tillerwoman found my wallet in a drawer in the dining room - a different drawer in the dining room from where I normally put my wallet so I won't forget where I put it.
I must have forgotten which was the drawer where I normally put my wallet so I won't forget where I put it.
When I am blogging I sometimes forget how to spell words like defense, aluminum and analyze.
When I go sailing I sometimes forget to check the tide.
But on the Sunday before last I did something I have never done before.
I forgot to put my trousers on when I went sailing.
The usage of the words "pants" and "trousers" is a bit different in American English and Real English. So let me explain for my three American readers.
In Real English "trousers" are an item of clothing worn from the waist to the ankles, covering both legs separately.
In American English this item of clothing is called "pants."
Whereas in Real English "pants" means underwear.
Pants
Trousers
I didn't go sailing without my pants. I went sailing without my trousers.
No, wait. Those pictures are a little misleading.
When I go sailing in the winter (defined as any time between October and April in these parts) I usually wear three layers, a Gill drysuit and underneath two layers
1. Long thermal underwear - pants.
2. Highly technical "mid layer" sailing clothing from Gill - trousers.
My Gill highly technical mid layer trousers are a few years old. The current equivalent Gill highly technical mid layer trousers are these...
Gill highly technical mid layer trousers
According to the Gill website these trousers have "a smooth technical face fleece with a brushed waffle interior providing excellent stretch and warmth while incorporating wicking and breathable properties." Gill call them "Thermogrid" trousers.
Don't they sound toasty?
Anyway, a couple of Sundays ago I went down to Newport and rigged my Laser and put on all my sailing gear and launched my Laser into the frigid waters of Narragansett Bay. And then on the sail out to the start line I noticed a strange coolness in my nether regions - not to mention a distinct lack of padding in my nether regions - and realized I had forgotten my trousers.
No brushed waffle interior. No smooth technical face fleece.
I have no idea how I forgot to put on my trousers.
I may be getting old.
Of course it wasn't as embarrassing as, say, going out to a restaurant without my trousers. Or even going to the mall without my trousers. Or riding the Underground (subway in American English) without trousers.
No Trousers Day on London Underground
I was wearing my drysuit so none of the other sailors could see I was sailing without my trousers. So I decided to tough it out. What's a bit of cold in the nether regions?
I didn't sail well that day.
I only had one good start and that turned out to be a general recall. (Why does that always happen?)
I seemed slower than the rest of the fleet and was making bad technical and strategic decisions.
I couldn't really blame it on not wearing my trousers.
Or could I? I have heard some women claim that men's brains are not in their heads, but instead they are in a part of the body normally kept warm by trousers.
Maybe some women are right?
On Monday last week I went sailing by myself in Newport.
I remembered to put on my trousers.
It was a very pleasant hour or so of light wind practice.
Yesterday I didn't feel like going racing with the Newport Laser fleet.
I can't remember why.
Has my bad experience of sailing without trousers put me off Laser racing?
Am I pining to get back in the RS Aero?
I forget.
What is your most embarrassing moment of forgetfulness?