I retreated indoors and rummaged around in the wardrobe. To my surprise, I came across a nice black scarf. I don't remember ever seeing this garment before. I've no idea where it came from.
Pondering the matter - quite suspiciously - I noticed that the scarf smelled of perfume. Quite nicely, in fact. This was odd. Where has this mysterious perfumed scarf come from? I'm baffled. Did some lover storm out in the huff, leaving the garment behind? Always possible, given my poor track record in relationships. Right this moment she might be thinking 'What a useless boyfriend he was. And he stole my scarf.'
But I can't remember anything like this happening. It's a mystery. How long would perfume last on a scarf anyway? Not long, I wouldn't have thought. Or maybe it would, if it was high quality merchandise. Anyway, I'm now wearing the scarf. And probably smelling slightly more perfumed than usual.London is thickly covered with snow. This is a big pain. I have purchased Tamanohikari Super Premium Ginjo Pure Rice Sake over the internet, and am warming myself with this fine Japanese product.
Isn't it a bit early to be hitting the bottle, Martin?
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Sounds like a really odd story.
ReplyDeleteMaybe you will find the owner some day :-)
I left it there when I was sneaking around your flat looking for the sequel to werewolf girl! j/k! :P
ReplyDeleteI suspected someone had been sneaking around in here!
ReplyDeleteMaybe it goes with the mysterious black gloves i found in my cupboard? They aren't perfumed, but they do appear to be man-gloves. Perhaps there is some kind of accessory cultural exchange programme which we have stumbled upon?
ReplyDeleteI actually work for The Department of Lost Gloves and Mittens over here in Manhattan. We do work with scarves, on occasion, though, so I'll send one of the men we have in our Brit sector over to your place for a look see at the garment of interest.
ReplyDeleteHmm... it wouldn't surprise me if there was some 'lost glove' connection going on here. Maybe these things are travelling all over the place, without us realising what's happening.
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ReplyDeleteSeems like you have stumbled upon this strange type of burglars who break into people's lives and leave things behind to confuse them. Either that or it was Santa Claus.
ReplyDeleteI left a scarf - not a black one, I think it was off purple - at a guy's house once. It wasn't really a ploy or maybe it was but he called me up the next day and went on and on about how the perfume lingered and it smelled like me and ooh ooh and so forth. That was nice but then he dumped me summarily and without warning a week or two later and I never got the scarf back.
ReplyDeleteThis all happened some years ago and I hadn't thought of it for a while but now I too am wondering how long perfume lingers in a scarf and whether it's still there or not. Given the kind of hippie perfume I wear, it could have a half life of eons. It's probably gone, though, because he must have given the scarf to another girl long ago; he was like that.
Now that's really weird.. But what a pretty interesting story.
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