Diary of an absent-minded student

This week I forgot...

• ...my lunch (and only noticed when I sat down to eat it)
• ...my carrying-things-about folder (also containing my as-yet-unmemorised timetable)
• ...my phone (with which I couldn't phone Kevin to ask him to pick me up having just missed the bus home... would have been 15 minutes as opposed to 45 minutes)
• ...to unstitch the pockets of my new coat before rushing out the door this morning (and spent the rest of the day unconsciously attempting to jam my hands into pockets with effective depth of 3mm)
• ...to check whether the number 12 bus I had hopped on was heading to Coventry (good) or to Leamington (bad), before the doors closed.