Hercule Poirot: “Order and Method!”
Prude’s Father: “A Place for Everything and Everything in its Place!”
The Prude: “Where on earth did we put that key!”
Thus begins another day at the Prude Home.
A mad scramble to find that which was lost.
The Prude, to do her credit, has tried to implement the axioms of her heroes, Hercule and her Father.
She likes the flat surfaces of her home to appear orderly so she methodically sweeps everything on them into various Places.
And, to one up her father, she makes sure everything has not ONE, but SEVERAL Places in which to reside.
And here of course, lies the rub. When her husband cannot find a Very Important Key that he needs before he can head to work, The Prude Family version of Eye Spy is underway.
Below are photos of only 4 of the half dozen places The Prude has as designated resting Places for keys.
Just for fun she has placed the same key in each one of the following photos, so you can appreciate the challenge The Prudes face when trying to locate anything shiny in the depths of the Designated Places.
Feel free to play along and find the key, or just think sympathetic thoughts of Your Prude today.
And under no circumstances, should you come to visit The Prude, leave your keys on her counter. Unless you want to move in with her.
|Many of the vehicles and houses represented by these keys no longer exist. But you Never Know.|
|It's in here- it really is.|
|The one receptacle- and the messiest- that for some odd reason is allowed on the counter|
|The dreaded junk drawer|