Wednesday 4 April 2012

Handbag

One Saturday night my boss and her family came to our house. As they were driving away at the end of the evening, I discovered that she had left her handbag in a corner of the dining room. I was about to call her house, intending to leave a message on the answering machine, when my son reminded me that they had a mobile phone.

As I dialled the number, I marvelled at the technology that would alert them before they had driven all the way home. A few seconds later the handbag began to ring.

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