All was well, it was like a massive version of my HTC Desire HD and I was enjoying lunches reading books on it like a Kindle and listening to music on it while I assessed papers.
About 11am, midway through Pink Floyd's Echoes, it cut out, powered off and died.
A call to Three resulted in a long conversation about how it doesn't work anymore.
Three - What's the problem with it?
Me - It powered off about 2 hours ago and won't power back on.
Three - Have you charged it?
Me - Yep
Three - Does it work?
Me - No. That is why I am calling you.
Three - Is there any lights on it?
Me - No. It doesn't work.
Three - Have you powered it on?
Me - Yes. It does not work.
Three - Was it fully charged?
Me - Yes. It won't power on. It is dead. There is no life in it. No lights, no buzzes, no power; nothing. It is dead, caput, ceased to be, a paperweight, **pllllppp**
Three - So it won't power on?
Me - What do you think? Why do you think I'm calling you?
So they're going to send me a replacement.