My senior moments are so numerous as to be normal in my world. On the other hand, my good lady rarely gets stuff wrong. When she does though it's a blinder.
I was deep in reconstruction of our kitchen, so couldn't be expected to be involved in the acquisition of a new bathroom cabinet. Off she goes to IKEA, about an hours drive. Comes back, asks me for a screwdriver and sets about assembling the cabinet in another room.
After two minutes....
" (expletives deleted) I'm going to have to go back. It's blue and not white like it says on the box".
Two and a half hours later, she stomps in with the box under her arm.
"Did they swap it for you?"
"No".
"Why not?"
"They just took off the protective covering. It's white underneath."
Do you think I laughed? Dozy mare.