Yesterday I had to work. Nothing new in that. I do that on occasion. I had to pick up a group to take to a racecourse. Now, when I hear racecourse, I think cars or motorbikes, but here in Northern Ireland it means horses (or possibly dogs).
Anyway, it was horse racing we were going to see and I wondered whether I would get any look in. Usually I don't, but this time I got the chance to see as I was parked within the course. I took photos, I filmed it and after three races I was a bit bored and headed back to my coach to read.
Instead of reading though, I decided to phone a friend and me and Yamini spoke for nearly 45 minutes. It was lovely hearing a friendly voice and as we usually e-mail, this was a bit of a novelty for the both of us.
After that I got back to my reading until it was about 10, at which point I drove to where I would pick my group up, because nature called. I took the keys to the coach, I took my phone and went to answer.
I got back to the coach and after about five minutes I realised something was missing. My phone!!!! I had left it in the toilet. Well, not in it itself of course, but you know! I ran back, looked inside, but the only thing I saw was a handbag. I asked the bar staff and the bouncers, but no phone had been handed in.
I went back to the coach, looked in my bag, just in case and I tried phoning my phone with somebody else's phone, but it went straight to voicemail (it will do that after 10pm, just so you know). I ran back to the bar again, asking again, and then leaving my email address just in case.
As I got home last night though, I realised about the voicemail thingy and also realised, I might have more luck during the day time. This morning, I located my Norwegian phone, rang my number and somebody answered! He had to go back to that bar anyway and was willing to drop my phone off. And then I got an email as well, saying they might have located my phone!
Now I just have to go and get it again, so I can get all the other horse racing photos!
Somebody took away your phone without leaving it at the bar first? At least they are willing to give it back.
ReplyDeleteYou can't be too careful these days.
ReplyDeleteAnd being forgetful is out of the question!
DeleteHari OM
ReplyDeleteOMC OMD OMHorses!!! Mara - was it really 45 mins??? Crikey lass, it passed fast &*> BUT WHAT"S THIS??? Good grief what an experience. Did that bloke at least have decency to apoligise??? ...and how come it was a bloke - were they unisex toilets??? Oh the questions questions...!!! But am glad you located it and can retrieve without too much bother.
...and thanks for that natter last night! YAM xx
Well, it was 43, but who's counting eh?
DeleteI used the wheelchair toilet, which is open to both men and women of course. I did wonder why he took it home instead of just leaving it at the bar, but he might have been too drunk, since he was going to get his car today...
You were lucky to get it back.
ReplyDeleteI was! Imagine all the fuss you have to go through with replacing it! And the cost!
DeleteYay a conversation with YaYa aka YAM-Aunty....you and she are lucky to be able to talk.
ReplyDeleteMy worst nightmare is to lose my phone. Thank goodness it was found.
Hugs Cecilia
How awful ! loosing the phone ! I tend to loose everything but I keep my phone always in view which is very exceptional for me ! I am back from Amsterdam, was a nice week !
ReplyDeleteSounds like fun watching the races. Glad your phone has been located.
ReplyDeleteWent through something similar with one of the grandsons just a few weeks ago. It was found and returned before we left the place where he 'lost' the phone. Glad the person was willing to return.
ReplyDeleteThe thing I don't understand though, is why he took it home with him! He could have left it at the bar immediately after finding it, saving me a bit of anxiety!
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