Nothing hugely exciting. I went for lunch at work yesterday, brought in some bread to go with it. I’ve got a little Tupperware container of butter in the fridge, went to get it and found it empty bar a little smear. So I had a good moan to anyone who would listen about thieving buggers helping themselves and leaving me stuck. Then I took the empty container home to wash out and refill.
This morning, I went to the fridge to get milk for a brew and spotted… *my* identical container of butter at the back of the fridge, still full. Doh.
The “ostension” bit came about because Douglas Adams used to tell a very similar story about biscuits, the story crops up in So Long and Thanks for all the Fish and there are earlier variants which predate DNA’s version.