Trying to remember my now retired doctor’s name was a problem now that my brain has become addled. It wasn’t important but it annoyed me that I couldn’t remember it. Some folk may recall the letter I wrote to the doc when he was retiring.
Back to the puzzle: my brain wouldn’t let the matter rest. The name Green came to mind but didn’t seem right. I went through the alphabet hoping that by doing so the name would come to me. No joy there.
After going through no end of names I came across Greenhough. It rang a few bells but I knew it wasn’t right. I spent the morning saying Greenhough over and over but it was useless. Eventually, though, the brain woke up. I was cleaning my teeth at the time using a brush, which was the prompt I needed, bristles/brush/yeah BROOMHEAD. Thank goodness for toothbrushes. What’s the betting I will have forgotten it by tomorrow.