1. Blogfolks, do you know what today is? I do. It's coming back to blogging day. I won't lie to you, people of blogland: I wasn't on a total blogging hiatus; it's just that for the past year I've been involved in a specific project, which required a specific blog. Somewhere else.

2. Today, in the horror that is central London on pretty much any day, but especially when school's out, I found a phone; a posh one, with Prada written on it- because I'm not entirely labelwise, or I don't care, I first thought it was 'Pravda', like the Russian newspaper, and thought: how beautiful! a communication tool named after Truth; but no.

3. High on Good Intentions I went through the address book; I would call the owner if a home number was listed, say I'd found their phone and send it to them.

4. No home number; what to do? Ah, call someone else. Who are the friends?

5. The outbox reveals dozens of abusive text messages, complete with insults and bodily threats.

6. I'm taking the phone to Oxfam. What would you do?