Dipped

Towards the end of my spell in the Cape Town hospital I felt strong enough to take a short stroll around the block. Big mistake.

It was a fairly dodgy area and a man came up close to me asking for money. When I got back I realised that I hadn’t got my phone. I had been pickpocketed. , having been bought for me when I started off in hospital.

Helped by niece in law Nina we went to the Apple Store. This lovely man got my new replacement all set up.

The phone I had lost was only a couple of weeks old