Where’s my phone charger? Where is it? I was just halfway through a reply to a text message when the phone died, and now I can’t revive it and I’m going to seem very rude. It lives in only three places in the house, and it’s in none of them. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. This is annoying me more than it should. Anybody want to come round and help me look? Any ladies? Oh dear, I’ve descended from seemingly useless to slightly creepy in the space of one sentence. I’m off to start turning the house upside down now. Shouldn’t be too hard, because I have muscles of steel. Argh, I’ve done it again. I can’t help my natural charm.