After many years of faultless service, my trusty
Nokia 6170 brick of a moby has been sent to cellphone heaven.
Which is actually at a childminding friend's home, where, amongst the many diversions, she lets her clientele play with old mobies (sans SIM, of course) pretending to 'phone each other!
It's replacement was a joy to buy.. maximum of 6 minutes from entering the shop to exiting - now that's
my idea of heaven.
Me: "I'd like to buy a San Francisco, please"
Shop Assistant: "White or grey, Sir?"
Me: "Grey, please"
SA: "Can I have your SIM and PIN, please?" (quick switchover)
"That will be £86 after deducting your Phone Fund credit. Thank you and enjoy your new 'phone."
Absolute shopping bliss! Nice one, Orange!
# posted by Mr.D. @ 12:11 pm
"Forgive me Blogworld, for I have sinned; it has been over a year since my last confession. Er... post."
The
title has been 're-ordered' from the original song's lyrics, but having finally worked out how to remove the auto-redirect to Blogrolling.com, I've now been shamed by
Herself into posting for the first time in a very long while.
Mainly, pressure of work's been to blame, since following a hugely-impacting re-structure, my job has increased by at least 100%, so the time I would normally give over to posting is swallowed up by other demands.
But I do miss it, so maybe some (blog)time-management is in order?
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# posted by Mr.D. @ 12:16 pm
Drinking and Driving (but clearly not simultaneously)
