This weekend some lovely people from Hamilton came to visit some of us London dwellers and have some epic fun. During the ending of this fun tonight I got in the car of said Hamiltonians. My cell phone liked it so much in their car that it decided to stay there.
Little cellular did not inform me of this jump, so off he rode to Hamilton, where he will stay until he can get very quickly shipped back to me.
This would be one of those times where I wished my portable calling machine was sophisticated enough to be able to sync with my computer - because that would mean that 90% of my phone numbers would not be sitting in Hamilton right now.
Swift travels my chirpy, cat coated friend - I need you.