You bastaard Eric, you done hurt muh feelings! Guilt is a terrible thing though, my dead iPhone came alive about 9.30 last night when the alarm went off to tell me to take my Melatonin capsule, and because the button at the bottom of the phone is disconnected, I couldn’t shut it off, so I carried it out to the patio and sat it on top of my BBQ just in case the lithium battery decided to get some payback and set itself on fire.
I’d only bought that phone in 2020 and we’d become good friends. I’d regularly talk to it, I took it everywhere, we went on many bike rides together and it took some great pics, hell, I even used it to talk to you guys, so as I carried it out in the dark, with the full moon reflecting off its shattered glass, a single tear dropped onto it’s face, as I realised we’d never be together again……