I'm actually usually quite sorted, but when I do have a Harriet moment, I really go for it. Once, when i was away on some sort of ghastly camping thingy with school, I woke up and thought, for some reason, that it was time to get up (I had looked at my watch, but I completely misread it). So I shook my friend awake and we both went off to the shower block. It was only when we were emerging that one of my other friends came over yawning and asked us why we were showering at 3am. I had to get back into bed with wet hair and by morning it had dried into a sort of bouffanty clump.
I also used to think that "misled" was pronounced "mizzled", and I only realised my mistake when I heard the Celine Dion song of the same name.

Ah ha! So you are a closet Celine Dion fan then PC Wounded?!

Well, her songs are obviously more educational than most people give them credit for.
But they're still a load of old pants.

Educational...?? Well I guess in comparison with the ketchup song they're educational!!

Only educational in the sense that they teach stupid people how to pronounce "misled". And they do provide a useful blueprint for any would-be musicians on how not to write songs.

This year I was immensely late for my AS general studies exam.

I woke up at 1pm and was shocked that my alarm hadn't went off and then began to panic as i thought "oh dear lord!! I should be in an exam hall RIGHT now!!"

Fair to say that was traumatic as I live a 20 min walk away, thank god my mum was in to give me a lift. I arrived 10 mins late with no make up on, different coloured socks and god knows what else wrong with me!

There was another one...but i can't for the life of me remember it...damn!

Me and my sister have invented a new game! Now, if we see someone frumpily dressed, we don't say "what the hekla is he/she/it wearing?" we say "woooops, had a harriet moment!" haha lol Rather silly, but funny at the same time!

ok here is mine i have locked me self out of the house and had to climb in the window many a time and i am usually late and i ahve left a rented video on top of car driven off and relised when it feel of rthe roof on top of a bridge and wheni went back to get it a car had driven over it

I have had a few Harriet moments, such as putting a glass in the fridge and the butter in the cupboard (most likely because i was being distracted with thoughts of JRT). Plus walking to the shops to get something, but when I get there I can't remember what I wanted and end up getting the wrong thing.

Once also I actually lost my purse in the cinema, and looked for it, with the cleaners/friends help, couldn't find it, then I realised once I got home I had left it there and had forgotten that I my friend had free tickets. I also can't lie to save my life.

However I have to say my mum is exactly like Harriet, it is even my nickname for her. The prime example is when she could not find her glasses only to discover that they were on her head. She also possesses Harriet’s likeability factor.

awwwww my mum shares the likeability factor with her too! *HUG* to all harriet-mummies!

I’ve got a Harriet moment to share with you that isn’t really for the fainthearted or the delicate stomach! Do NOT read this if you are about to have a spot of lunch…

A friend of a friend went out one night and met the man of her dreams – sensitive, considerate, good sense of humour and incredibly attractive. What made it even better was the fact he was interested in her!! Anyway, to cut along story short (and without giving too much information) they went back to his and everything was great. The next morning she suffered with a “monster that wouldn’t go down”… in vain she tried to get rid of it but it was not going anywhere. As a last resort, she fished it out with a carrier bag (he was sleeping all this time).

Do you see where I’m going with this yet…??

Downstairs she left him a note saying “thanks for a great evening. Would really like to do it again… Here’s my phone number” etc, etc and left the flat. As the door shut behind her, she grimly realised that she was no longer holding the carrier bag full of dung – she had in fact left it, with the note on the living room table!!

Rather unsurprisingly, he never rang her and now she lives in fear of ever coming face to face with him again… And it all started so beautifully; she was gutted!!

Oh, no! That's terrible, I can just imagine his expression of amused curiosity (ooh, a little present, I wonder what it could be?) turning to one of shock and disgust as he opened the bag.

I had a Harriet moment this morning when I drove all the way to work with my wing mirror still folded in. What a great driver I must be to have managed not to use it once in the whole journey!

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I had a Harriet moment this morning when I drove all the way to work with my wing mirror still folded in. What a great driver I must be to have managed not to use it once in the whole journey!

Hahaha! Well I guess as long as your journey doesn't include a stint on the motorway, that's not so bad...

No it doesn't, but I fail the basic mirror-signal-manouevre test straight away!

True, true! And you are about to become a copper so that is a little worrying! My friend is a PC and when she did her "blues and twos" training, she had to pretty much learn how to drive all over again... I guess bad habits die hard!

Still with this driving theme in mind, I painted a rather incompetent picture of my road awareness at the weekend!

Apparently my friend followed me all the way from my house to the main road junction (about 5 miles) flashing her lights and manically waving without me even noticing… I was reprimanded quite considerably for failing to use my rear view mirror. I tried to recover by saying I must have been checking between flashes and waves, but that argument fell flat because I know her car and registration so if I had actually been checking, I should have noticed it was her…

Ooops! Anyone road users in Heaven – be afraid, be very afraid…

He he I don't think you need to worry about it Hols, everyone will probably have been killed by me first! My driving instructor fears for his life I'm sure...every other minute he has to grab the wheel to stop me running down innocent pedestrians, oops!

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Oh, no! That's terrible, I can just imagine his expression of amused curiosity (ooh, a little present, I wonder what it could be?) turning to one of shock and disgust as he opened the bag.

I had a Harriet moment this morning when I drove all the way to work with my wing mirror still folded in. What a great driver I must be to have managed not to use it once in the whole journey!

My mum has definately had a Harriet moment then.

She once drove from where we live to southport, which is about a 45 minute drive, and back home, so about 1 hour and a half driving in the car. Then when she arrived back home and out the car, looked at the passenger side of the car and realised there was no wing mirror! It had been lying on the kerb outside our house the whole time. I was utterly shocked. Ah well...

(I hope that made some sense...i was distracted whilst writing it, lol)

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Oh, no! That's terrible, I can just imagine his expression of amused curiosity (ooh, a little present, I wonder what it could be?) turning to one of shock and disgust as he opened the bag.

I had a Harriet moment this morning when I drove all the way to work with my wing mirror still folded in. What a great driver I must be to have managed not to use it once in the whole journey!

My mum has definately had a Harriet moment then.

She once drove from where we live to southport, which is about a 45 minute drive, and back home, so about 1 hour and a half driving in the car. Then when she arrived back home and out the car, looked at the passenger side of the car and realised there was no wing mirror! It had been lying on the kerb outside our house the whole time. I was utterly shocked. Ah well...

(I hope that made some sense...i was distracted whilst writing it, lol)

Lol...well we must excuse our mothers, they have a lot of stress to deal with. My mum couldn't find her phone so she rang it and then heard a muffled gurgling from the washing-up bowl. How she managed it I have no idea!!!

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Lol...well we must excuse our mothers, they have a lot of stress to deal with. My mum couldn't find her phone so she rang it and then heard a muffled gurgling from the washing-up bowl. How she managed it I have no idea!!!

LOL!!! Wow! That's fantastic!

The other day I was at the Tesco checkout and asked for £10 cashback with my shop. The guy forgot to give it to me though and I forgot about it too! Luckily my husband rememdered and I got the money

It was Ma and Da's anniversary yesterday! Fourteen yeeeeears!

How about this for the pelican crossing’s revenge (see serious discussions about the world thread)?

On my lunch break I went to cross the road and I lost my shoe!! I’ve got a pair of stoopid slip-ons today and as I hurried to get across before the light turned green, my right hand shoe slipped off and left me hopping in the middle of the road whilst trying to recover it off of the baking hot tarmac… Random members of the public on either side of the road were watching – some looked horrified, others amused and then to add insult to injury this guy in a white van (had to be didn’t it? ) called out the window “get some shoes that fit, love!” I was soooooo embarrassed!!

So much for slip-on shoes… More like slip-offs!!

the price you pay for fashion...
you have to admit it's really funny tho!!