Diary of a Deckhand

The feeling that I had lost something finally solidified into the fact that I couldnt remember what I had done with my long suffering mobile phone. A good hunt around for it, followed by the logical "what were you doing last time you had it" conversation tracked it down to my boiler suit which was hanging over a door in the house.......My nice, newly washed and dried boiler suit. With a mobile phone shaped lump in the pocket.

@rse!!!!!!!!!!!!

A quick attempt at raising the dead was rewarded with nothing. So it was off to woolies to buy a nice new one whcih also has an MP3 player in it. Ho hum.