Last of the technology objects today. You know that I posted I was a Mac kinda guy before. Well, I am in all but one respect. My choice of mobile phone...
...my Nokia brick. It's a hardy beast that I've had for a fair few years now. It still works extremely well and doesn't have a problem getting a signal, unless I truly am out in the sticks somewhere.
Nowadays, I use it (albeit still rarely by most people's standards) to send and receive text messages. In fact I can't recall the last time I actually spoke to someone on the other end. I'm loathe to switch it on and see it more as a tool for sending messages rather than receiving. I have it on me purely for emergencies, say if my car breaks down & I need to call the AA.
And as I sit on a bench, looking at all the people sat on the train in front of me, every single one with head bowed, squinting at small boxes, and I walk down the street, witnessing the same, I feel like I've woken up to discover the world has turned into zombies. Their choice of course. But I'm a luddite when it comes to phones. When I leave the house, I can't be contacted. I'm not there for anyone and everyone 24 hours a day. I'm a bit like my choice of phone. A dinosaur. But then, the alternative is to become like the teenagers of yesteryear who wouldn't hang up the phone and could talk nonsense for hours on end. Been there, done that. Not going back :)