3weeks ago my all singing all dancing nokia doodah went in to amajor sulk and was eventually sent off by Vodaphone to a retreat in the tibetan foothills to find its inner purpose a d the meaning of life ( which is be a form of communication for pippy and not a robotic diva). I bought a cheap phone which consists of a set of patterned flags waving at another set if patterned flags and then a man in an anorak working out the message and writing it in my phone. This works amazingly well with no tinternet to distract or confuse me or the phone. My new phone does phoning peeps and being phonedby peeps and sending of short typed epistles. It alsohas a suduko game (like) and snakes ( frank like and only Frank play) a stop watch for timing plank attempts ; A TORCH ( say no more) and an alarm clock which says in a sharp authoritive voice that its time to get up. I love this. I leave upstairs and go downstairsfor my coffee and it drives the kids nuts til they get up and follow me. Its like having the kids headteachers come and stand in for that first 10mins of the morning routine. Love my 1990s phone. But now the nokia diva is repaired with all her flouncy ways and fancy functions.....can i go back?
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 06:53:22 +0000
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