
I miss my iPod. And the 4,000 songs in it. And the cover Filip had once made for it... I'll get some insurance money back, but not this iPod, of course. M will have her things restored - eventually. But the hassle... And the annoying bit of walking through all of Gothenburg at night only to find the main police station was closed. *Sigh*
Through it all, we were never completely discouraged. I even held my spirits (and eyes!) up while driving home, shipping M off with the 05:30 boat from here and returning home as hubby was getting ready for work... After all, Monday was my first day of holidays.
And Rufus ... was absolutely fabulous!
4 comments:
Thank God for Rufus, otherwise what a nightmare :(
4000 lovely songs, that's sad :( That's why my mp3 is such a piece of crap, pardon my language, no-one would want to steal it. Same goes for my mobile.
That sucks. My car's been broken into before and it's a total drag. I would've been immensely annoyed to find the main police station closed.
Glad the concert ameliorated the experience for you though!
The up-side to this is that now you have the perfect excuse to go out and buy one of those fancy new iPhones as a replacement!
how awful! ipods are so personal, it's like stealing your knickers, but, erm, more expensive.
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