My phone broke this morning. I spilt water on it- rather- I spilt water on myself while I was doing my hand washing and it was in my pocket.
I loved my phone, the face is mirrored and it was lovely and shiny, lived up to it's name to a tee.
I'm not that great at replying to email, I don't twitter and I've been dreadful lately with commenting. My phone however kept me in touch with the world.
So there you go folks, if you can't reach me(hi Mother Melbourne!) that is why. I might just give this twitter thing a go....
The bag cheered me up, I've walked past it on my evening walk in the op-shop window where it has sat unclaimed for about 3 weeks now. I may not be contactable, but I have a rather fancy new snake skin bag!