I lost my phone last week. It’s like a bi-yearly ritual I perform in order to provoke feelings of self-loathing and to crunch down the number of people I’ll ever be able to contact again. Which I probably never would have, but still, thought that I might someday.
The frequency of my phone-loosing is pretty shameful. If I had one meshed to my hand indelibly maybe I’d have a chance.
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I also lost my old car. It was a vw polo with a fading red roof and bonnet. I left it somewhere for a couple of weeks and then turned up to meet the car recycling man (as it was broken beyond repair and had no tax or mot), and it was gone. Nowhere to be seen. Vamoosed.
You might by now be agreeing that I am indeed a big looser.
Anyway, what made me feel better is thinking that someone might have found the phone (or the car) and put it to good use. No, I don’t mean rinsing it out making calls to Quebec or anything like that. Rather, an art project maybe, or a toy for a toddler who loves phones.
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download The Howling movie Have you ever found something that has made your day? A fiver rustling under your foot on the entrance to the tube perhaps? Or a shiny olde worlde coin semi-submerged in mud in your garden? Or, perhaps, something that isn’t even at all money related! A shell? A mix tape? A key that you’ve never found the lock for?
Once, I found a cushion made of seatbelts outside a house in my area of South London with my friend Jess. We took it home and presented it to our other housemates as a prize of glory. Then some flies flew out of it and it was relegated to the garden.
More successfully I remember some serious golden ammonite findings on a holiday once (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ammonite) and I thought I’d struck it rich, but actually there is a whole beach of them. Which, incidentally, you’re probably not supposed to rob from nowadays. Anyway, I don’t think it can be worth going and unsticking the fossil from its celotaped place in a scrapbook in my dad’s attic to repatriate back to it’s rightful place!
Share with me please. I’m all on my own this week as Steph is on her holls in Israel (oo ee) and I may go mad with the lack of conversation. So, if you do phone up sorry if I go on a tad.
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One Response to “Finders Keepers, Loosers Weepers”
Posted: May 24th, 2009 at 6:23 pm
I found in my bureua a ticket for the ferry in windemere – 1d. That’s how old it was, a week after I went on the ferry….on windermere lake, weird eh?
I’ve just logged on cheer myself up and laughed out loud, I can’t believe you lost your car – brilliant. makes me feel ok about the 25 umbrellas 8 bank cards and friends alarm code. I decided to pot luck it, got the code wrong and then ran around trying to find a phone box, I found one ten minutes and three blocks away and you still hear the alarm ringing out, wardeh wardeh wardeh. What was I thinking?