No Phone!

In the chaos sorting out Moss and one still very groggy Forrest, I left the house without my bag.
Luckily I had fuel in the car and was only popping out to collect some rabbit food I had already paid for.
But my phone was in my bag. I was totally in a panic without it - why are we so programme to having them with us all the time!
I got to wondering what I would do if I broke down. I had no idea where there was a phone box - they have all been slowly disappearing and I haven't noticed!
I am sure that my little grandson Oliver will never use a phone box.........