Mobile, but nearly not...

I mentioned yesterday that I had been to the Cricket, and very much enjoyed the outing, though the slow play, and low scoring was not as exciting as it might have been.

But, that was not the only excitement for the day, which was of the sort I could have gladly done without.

Because I was busy at work, backing up for a couple of colleagues, I left much later than most of my colleagues to go to the match. I and another cricket lover, arrived at the MCG (Melbourne Cricket Ground) at around 3.30pm and parked in the Car Park, and wandered over to the stadium, and I reached in my handbag to send a quick text to those who were already there, and discovered that my mobile phone was not there...

Momentary panic, then I thought it must be in the car, because I had answered a call shortly before we got to the ground, so I rushed back to the car. Not in the driver's seat, and not in the boot, from which I had pulled my carry bag. I shuffled through my handbag again, through the carrybag, checked the car again, but still no phone...

No joy with a nearby parking attendant, either, so I slowly started trudging back to where my colleague was waiting for me, thinking that I would have to get the SIM card cancelled, the inconvenience of not having the phone, the cost of replacement, yada yada yada...

Three or four rows away from where I had parked the car, I spotted a shiny rectangular black object on the ground near a parked car, and to my delight, there was the phone. A mighty sigh of relief, then when we found our seats, a good laugh about it all, and all was well.