They always say keep your eye on your belongings when you are relaxing on the beach, but little did I realise that I was going to be the perpetrator rather than the victim of a mobile phone and t-shirt heist. After a day of sunbathing Meg, Ellie and her Partner Ben, had all drifted off to a beach bar and Mrs Riley had headed back to the apartment. Assuming even I couldn't mess this up, I was left in charge of the straightforward task of packing away the towels, kindles, sun cream etc in the beach bag. So as my thoughts turned to a nice cold beer or two from the fridge, everything that was left on or around our sun loungers just got scooped up and placed into the bag. As I set off back to our apartment I was confronted by a guy asking me about an iphone. Part of me was thinking bloody hell, these beach hawkers standards have improved, they used to just offer towels or sundresses. But no he was quite insistent that I had his iphone and for good measure his airpods and t-shirt. Looking back the confusion had started because assuming everyone had gone from our lounges the iPhone guy had left his t-shirt, airpods and phone on the end table while he played beach football and without any thought I'd mistakenly assumed Ben had left his phone etc. After reaching an understanding of what the problem was, I had a good rummage around in the bag and there it all was. We had a good laugh about it, well I did, I'm not sure he was fully convinced.
