Right, I've read a few others and everyone seems to be ignoring the "wrecked" bit
So here we go.
Story one.
I'm sitting in a pub, enjoying a few quiet beers when my mobile rings. It's a mate saying he and a few others are all having a great old time in a pub just down the road, come on down.
So i rush off to the loo, then head down to the second pub.
I get there and realise I've forgotten my phone, so I go back to the first place (it's literally 300m away) and look around. No phone.
The barman and I look all over the place but no luck so I shrug and head back down to console myself with drink.
Halfway there I run into a mate also heading to the same pub and I explain what has happened.
"Why don;t you phone it?" he suggests, handing me his phone.
I call... and the shopping bag of the old lady who was hobbling past us on a walking frame starts to ring.
Or to be be accurate it starts to roar like a wookie, which is my ringtone.
I suddenly remember seeing her in the first pub while I was there... watching as the barman and I searched high and low, quietly finishing her small beer.
So I turn and look at her.
She stops, looks at me.
I hold out my hand.
She slumps, reaches into her bag and hands over my phone, then hobbles off again.
God bless her thieving old heart.
( difficultchild, Fri 31 Jul 2009, 1:35, 1 reply)

I had similar
Except it was a nightclub. My mate lost his phone, we went to the toilets and I called it (the thinking being that if the phone was dropped it'd still be on - turned off suggests nicked). One of the cubicles began to ring.

Poor bloke.
(bblgoose, Fri 31 Jul 2009, 13:15, closed)