Battery level is high

I meant to say earlier in the week that I dropped Leeanne, the office manager, home one evening after work. One of those roundabout things where her car was in for a service and her husband couldn't pick her up and her daughter was out of town and, and, and. You know how it goes. Anyway, I dropped her home and went inside to see the extensions to their house, since she has been talking about them for months. Also to meet her dogs, Princess and Sooty Pom-Pom (I know). Anyway, while I was there her husband arrived home. He does something with the courts, delivering subpoenas and whatever (I don't really know). But he is also in the process of getting his private detective's licence, which I think is pretty exciting, and he showed us a new toy he had bought that day: a tiny hidden microphone. 'You put this bit in your shirt,' he said, 'and this bit on the person's desk and then you turn it on and-' but his explanation was cut off because he turned the microphone on and an electronic voice said, very loudly, 'BATTERY LEVEL IS HIGH!' So, yes, good luck to him placing that by stealth.

( Day 4: Sunday )