The Disappearing Man

Okay, so when I arrived home this afternoon, I could not find my husband and the only clues I had that he had been near the house were his overalls, hat and socks hanging on the clothes line and his boots were at the back door.
It was an extremely hot day and with the sun beating down, I searched all over the farm, but he was nowhere to be seen.
After a while, he turned up none the wiser that I had been looking for him. He had met some old mates in town and had been having a catch up at the "Club".
At least he hung up his farm clothes, "so that they would be aired out and ready to pop back on when he came back"! 
I am glad he came back.