Perhaps we could have a Generally Daft thread just for me. I seemed to be filling up the Memo to Self thread.
Here's one for starters: -
No, I don't know what possessed me to break a digestive biscuit into my soup instead of the granary bread. Couldn't understand the strange taste of my soup until, giving up and going back through to the kitchen, I found my slice of bread still sitting there beside the open biscuit jar.
Putting it down to having a blonde moment.