No doubt, my friends at Microsoft will be ever so delighted to hear that I have misplaced my iPhone and am forced back to Windows Mobile temporarily. This probably happened when I was out with them last night, so no doubt it is a conspiracy.
Lorraine, my ever indispensible assistant, is calling everyone madly to try and find it, however. Since her investigatory powers rival those of the legendary Sherlock, I am certain the iPhone will resurface.
But in the meantime, I am experiencing an 80s style level of disconnection. No mail, and certainly no calls, when on the move.
Not that that's a bad thing, but takes some getting used to.
Update: The phone has been found. The colleague I was with in the cab last night found it after I got out and has returned it to me this morning.