Total Immersion

Yesterday I baptised my mobile phone. I shall spare you the details, but I will just say that with all those females and the brevity of the lunch hour, just one loo for the staff is not enough, and I was dashing to take my turn in the "smallest room"

My grateful thanks to the Year 6 boys who managed to get the back off and remove the battery and SIM card - and to Bob who has attempted all sorts of things to dry it out. But it is not working properly anymore.

So this afternoon I shall have to go into Leicester and replace it. Last time this happened the guy in the shop said about 50% of phones suffer death by drowning. Certainly my sympathetic colleagues were full of horror stories yesterday. Boscastle in the floods, a wine glass in Majorca...why did my phone have such a prosaic death?

But first, off to church for a Coffee Morning in Aid of East African Playgrounds.