is not a good look on iPhones. Nor is dropping them accidentally in cold water, not realizing it and leaving it to soak for about – oh, let us say seven hours?

The amazing thing was that it was on, and power level was at 86%. I spent most of the rest of the day playing with rice, bags, & those little silicone square thingies that seem to be packed in with just about everything to keep it dry. It was happy to stay on for – oh let’s say about 90 seconds. Then would turn itself off, then restart itself.  Not having a reliable phone while traveling is going to be a pain. It might survive, it might die completely. Meanwhile, I am glad that I also have all my emails in an off-line reader on my laptop.

And AppleCare is going to be worth the money I paid for it….

In more reasonable news, we took the bus out to one of the shopping centers after the committee meeting at the Scottish Parliament. I found a few missing floss colors for something new and a few pieces of fabric. Costs here are quite a bit higher than in the EU, or Australia or the US for that matter. Brexit has affected oh, so many things made in France and Germany.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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