Lost and Found

Lost, and then found, my iPhone today. It was in the office all the time, but through a series of tragicomic events (picked up by one colleague, passed to another, then on to a security guard, and then to a cupboard under the stairs), it took 9 hours to find its way back to me... in between which someone had switched it off, so I couldn't ring it or trace it online. Anyway, it had a happy ending. It's extraordinary, and a bit pathetic, how helpless I felt without it.