I had a senior moment last night.
I had a great rehearsal with my band in a village Hall about 40mins alway. Chatting and packing up I helped the drummer out with his kit, loaded the car and drove home.
Took amp and gig bag out of my car, then opened the rear door to find a big space on the back-seat where my Prcision should have been.
after several panicky phone calls a large scotch, and a very sleepless night, I went back collected the key and picked it up from the table that I’d left it on today.