My iPhone has gone missing again from my desk. I am sure some of us might have experienced a missing handphone at home before and recover it only after dialling our own phone number and then tracing its mysterious location from its ringing sound.

This time, it did not take me too long to recover the phone because the first person I thought of was Darren. Darren has suddenly acquired the habit of experimenting and playing with my phone. The two boys are very different because Brendan would have never dared to touch my personal stuff without my permission. Rules do not seem to apply for Darren, at least not at this age.

He has used my phone to capture these photos and told me that I must add them to my blog…so to keep my promise…here is his photography work.