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The mobile phone I carelessly let slip off my pocket on to the grass during Monday night's Vauxhall debauchery is still sending blank text messages to my landline.
I obtained the list of numbers that have been called from it and have left a message on the voicemail of the most frequently called number.
If this Regan woman - who clearly is an accomplice to the person who is holding my cell phone hostage - does not return my call I will call again and mention that I work for the government. That being true, they need not know that what I do is develop websites ('Yeah, give me back my mobile you bitch - or I'll Photoshop your head in!)
The plot thickens.