As I used to tell my wife, "come; bare with me;" now, I couldn't bear to bare it... I have this thing against being laughed at.
But I never lose my bearings; I keep both of them in the same pocket, so I can roll them around and around in my hand, while eating my strawberries.
Would you like to come aboard, and sail with us down the Suez Canal, to Al-Manzala Lake? Just promise you won't steal my strawberries.
Thanks for the ping!, Sunk...the sound reminds me of my bearings. Would you like a strawberry?