|Dolly's Instagram photo|
First off was Tom who, while eating apple cake and custard the other night, inexplicably asked to look at it.
He never looks at my phone, even when I want him to, so I can only assume that he purposefully borrowed it in order to drop it into his custard (though he claimed later that it was an accident).
I scooped my terrified phone out of the custard and ran into the bathroom, where I sucked the custard out of the charging sockets and speaker holes – basically performing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. Fortunately my emergency response was effective and my phone still worked.
Then the other night it got borrowed again. When I checked my Instagram account the next morning, I noticed a very arty picture of the bedroom that I didn’t remember taking. Intrigued, I scrolled down and there was another picture, this time a nicely-framed shot of Dolly’s rabbit comforter, and I realised who the mystery photographer was.
Somehow, my four-year-old daughter had taken two photos with my phone and uploaded them to my Instagram account. She’d even added a frame and an effect to one of the photos (above).
The pictures proved to be popular and they gained several likes, and Dolly even netted me a few extra followers too. No disrespect to Dolly, but it does make one wonder about the judgement of some of my followers...