From Dark To Light: The Return of the Tweezers

Twas just as well I do tell you about that lost tweezer thing.
Yesterday I do put a bowl down on the work surface next to the cooker and do spot some secret thing squeezed under a spice rack. (OK. Judge me why don't you. It's my lifestyle choice!)

I do fetch it out and there be.... an embarrassed pair of tweezers.
"What you doing under there?" say I. But answer was there none.

The Old Man do deny all knowledge.

The Old Man's Lost Moments: The Secret Life Of Tweezers

The Old Man be sowing his chilli seeds. And being a Virgo perfectionist (on occasion) he do like to sow each individual seed into the tray with the aid of tweezers.

"I wish I knew what have happened to my tweezers.... I do have three pairs in London... and now I can't find any...." He do look accusing as usual and I do feel a twinge of my perpetual guilt....

"I've got a pair you can borrow." I do say.
And do duly fetch and hand over my tweezers. Some time later I do see him trot past with his seed tray to put on the propagator. "Have you finished with my tweezers?" I do ask.

But... dear children... do we find those borrowed tweezers? No, dear children... we do not.

Somewhere... in a secret world of The Old Man's making... pairs of tweezers do indulge their private whims and hidden passions.