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Hail a ‘loo Jah !
Rest easy, Firsty, the Taxi driver could have only been offended if the socks came with instructions for opening the package. Otherwise, your secret is safe forever.
Merry merry, Firsty. It’s comforting to know Baby Jesus loves you sufficiently to perform the Miracle of the Returned Mobile. But it raises the question why did Baby J allow your phone to be left in the taxi to start with…
Eric Beecher got off lightly with the middle name ‘Anthony.’ He was fortunate not to be stuck with Bullmore.
Zut, Zut, Zut when will you learn Baby Jesus does everything for a reason? It was lost, so it could be found, and thus the cause of great rejoicing! For surely, there is more joy in the House of Dog over an iPhone regained, than over a heap of other gadgets that never looked like getting lost.
Amidst all the tension and woe that normally surrounds the “festive season”FD.
The parable of the taxi driver, the phone and the socks is a truly uplifting tale.
It’s *almost* (but not quite) enough to convert me into wearing socks.
But then I’d have to wear shoes…..and goodness knows where that could lead to.
Hooray for nice taxi drivers and potentially offensive socks!
I left my phone in a taxi last year, and the lovely driver returned it to me.
Mind you, it was a Nokia N95, not a shiny new iPhone…