All because of my mobile phone.
Contrary to popular belief, I do have one. My children... Not that they are children any longer, so I will instead refer to them as my two sons and, to a lesser extent, my daughter find it most amusing that I have a mobile phone.
"But," they exclaim, "you never switch it on!"
That is so untrue. I do switch it on when we are in France. In fact, over there I switch it on when I get up and it stays switched on until we go out to eat in the evening. But I see no point having it switched on while I am in England. It is there, in my pocket, in case I need it in an emergency. Otherwise, I use the landline. Phone calls through the landline - to UK geographic numbers and landlines in 35 other countries as well as most UK mobiles - cost me nothing. My
But I see no need to pay, what, £35 a month or thereabouts? just to carry around a phone larger than the one I have. Slimmer, perhaps, but definitely larger in other dimensions. And so, when my son's partner saw my mobile phone on Saturday she fell about laughing - and insisted on taking a photo of it. A photo that is now on F/b with comments poking fun at yours truly.
But let them deride who must. My mobile phone costs me nothing, unless I actually use it, and it works. It's not all-singing and all-dancing, I grant you. But I don't need that. I just need a phone that I can use occasionally - as a phone.
As it's not broke, I have no intention of fixing it.
|My trusty old Nokia|