Magic.

So the other night after a few too many watered down yet brilliantly cheap beers, i realised that i had lost my phone. I remembered using it to call a friend of mine down Elm Grove so knew i must have dropped it somewhere around there. The next day i got a call from Wightlink saying somebody had found my phone in the ferryport and handed it in. Being nowhere near the ferryport my phone had made an incredible journey that did not seem possible. I came too one of two conclusions, it had been picked up by a dishonest passer by and then karma had made them drop it as well OR it had sprouted legs and walked to the ferryport however got denied access due to not having an indate passport. Needless to say i was amazed i got it back. Magic.