International Women's Day lunch

Izzy spent this morning with CID, as they further pursued her phone, whose location could see from her iPad, although the police were curiously unhelpful when the location changed to being CID headquarters!

This rather backed up Izzy's theory from last night that the police were involved: she's made it clear that she wouldn't press charges if she could get her house keys and phone back. (If she was right, I suspect the phone was too much to surrender, but they were happy to leave the keys.)

Her suspicions were lent further weight as all day the CID put pressure on her to remotely unlock the phone, as this would (somehow) help with their investigations. Izzy declined, much to their frustration.

Anyway, after her morning's fruitless sleuthing, Izzy and I went up to her friend James' house, where he was hosting a lunch for his female friends, plus me. The food was amazing - he'd cooked fresh lobster - as were the views, and the company was excellent, too.

(Today's Blip is the view from James' balcony.)