Missing Persons

Gah! Decided to update the software on my phone since it was being shonky^[1] with the PC connection. Unfortunately in the process of the update it managed to lose an apparently random selection of my contacts. On closer investigation it turned out to be all the contacts which had been given pictures.

So, only all my nearest and dearest then.

Naturally due to the shonky connection I'd been unable to make a backup before I updated so these numbers appear to be unrecoverable. I will poke around Facebook to see who's numbers are public/friends access but if you think I love you please send me your phone number! (If you don't have my number you may put it in a comment - they will be screened on this post.)

I still have all the photos (they're on the removable micro-SD card, which I had removed - the thought occurs that this may have been a mistake) so don't feel you have to send me expensive picture texts, but if you feel like doing so I will not object.

[1] technical term

Ver Landlords

Spoke to landlord's representatives re state of the flat. Sounds like everything will be addressed quickly enough bar some perculiarities.

Weirdness the First: Apparently before going on the market with Sanderson James, the flat was advertised by Edward Mellor. It turns out that Edward Mellor still have the keys - including apparently the only copy of the mailbox key - and for no reason that anyone can discern have a standard 28-day turnaround on going to the cupboard and getting the keys. So no post for a while then. Luckily the postbox is so full that any new post sticks out the top where we can fish it out. Unluckily, the postbox is so full that any new post sticks out the top where anyone can fish it out.

Weirdness the Second: The communal areas of the property used to be run by a Management Committee. Unfortunately not too long ago the chair of the committee died (!) and the committee disbanded. This means that currently nobody is responsible for cleaning or maintaining the communal areas - including the faulty lighting. In fact, this is the only reason we're even here; the landlord really wanted to sell the flat but apparently you cannot get a mortgage for a flat with no Management Committee so no bugger would buy it.

She seemed like a genuinely nice agent, though I think she didn't put the phone down properly; after hanging up I could hear her in the distance saying "Well! What a nice, friendly-" I guess they mostly have to deal with tenants shouting blue bloody murder about how they can't have a dog in the house or whatever.

ps SEND ME YOUR PHONE NUMBERS

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Facebook's new "Phonebook" functionality is immensely useful.