[Sundae]

First, heard Mum's friends' son has died.
The couple where the husband has leukemia.
He (the son) was taken into hospital with acute pancreatitis and subsequently suffered a cardiac arrest and then brain damage from that.

Died yesterday afternoon surrounded by family, although it's not likely he'd have known that.
It was inevitable at that point. The damage was done. He was in general poor health physically, as well as being schizophrenic. His Mum described him as "a gentle giant".
He was only 6-8 years older than me from what I can work out. Hard to reckon when you knew someone when you were young. Those few years mean a lot in middle school, and nothing on a deathbed.
Made me cry.

And then today, my mobile phone was stolen from the library.
Properly stolen.
I can only assume I put it down when I talked to the librarian (I am so much more careful when I am in Leeds!) and walked off without it (careful, but absent-minded).
Checked a book back in, went to take a photo, couldn't find phone. Retraced my steps. Searched and re-searched my bags. Was then asked by another library user, "Did you get your phone back?" in a worried tone of voice.

Apparently, the man using the nearest computer had said he knew me, I'd just gone out for a cigarette, and he'd take it to me.
Lying, thieving scrote.

No phone, no landline, no internet access apart from the library.
The best my service provider can offer is that I ask for a duplicate SIM card and buy another phone.

Got a crime number, and there is CCTV/ user records in the library.
Am not holding my breath.
But that made me cry too.

I can't compare death to losing a mobile phone. But I don't think I've ever had anything deliberately stolen before. He had at TOP a five minute window of opportunity.
Arsehole.