Denise has taken up residence in Carlingford again. In other words, she came home yesterday or to be even clearer, I picked her up and brought her back to where she belongs on June 14th.
She is still quite tired and has some recovering to go through so please don't call her - she will call y'all when she feels up to it. There's another reason: the Nokia she has is older than dirt and like the parrot, is dead. At last! I've been trying to get her to upgrade it for a couple of years, to no avail. She is using an old iPhone of mine (under duress) and has a new prepaid number. Little does she know it, but I am going to get her a new Nokia and transfer her old mobile number tomorrow. Just as an aside, presenting her with my old iPhone as a temporary solution went over like a lead balloon. You know the Denise tune - I don't want to learn how to use another phone cos I like my old phone. Telling her that her old phone has had the sword just added fuel to the fire of her ire. She might have lost all of your numbers. I will let you know.
Denise is well and very happy to be home.
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