Just as we're about to reach the carpark after our dog walk, daughter no 2 announces she thinks she's dropped her phone! Cue retracing our steps and calling her number ( not sure if she'd had it on silent or not). Dog in 7th heaven as he's getting another walk. Thankfully 2 men we had passed earlier had seen it, picked it up and answered it so all s well that ends well!
So happy for your young lass. Would have been a right dampener of a Christmas for her having lost her phone. Happy days.
Too true. And the irony is that it was an early Christmas present as the microphone went on her old one.
