It was the Junior Sports Day today (Infants next week) and while I was cheering The Big Sister in the egg and spoon race and laughing at the interhouse tug of war some swine took my phone from my handbag. It usually lives in my pocket. Thank goodness the camera was round my neck as The Baby Brother and I enjoyed the fun. And my purse is safe. But still the thought of some tosser taking advantage e of my attention being elsewhere to take something worth very little to anyone else is infuriating. Two glasses of wine have taken the edge off my fury and hurt but I still have no numbers for any of my family and friends.
And 2 pictures from my 365 Project were still on the phone as I hadn't worked out how to download them, so day 127 (friends wedding) and day 125( The Big Sister rock climbing) will be missing. Arse! Even in my sleep deprived, 'running after three children so some days it's lucky I'm even dressed' state I have taken a picture every single day for 187 days, but I'm still going to count them as I took them and can see them in my minds eye. They just wont be in my flickr set. Ah well, it's only a phone and the lad in the call centre when I rang to block the phone was so sweet and helpful, a reminder that most people are not phone nabbing shits.
And if my friends and family don't ring me it'll be a quiet life!