I say fluff, because in the end it is a phone that can surf the net, has apps and the such. How much of a radical departure can it be? Oh yes, the number 5. So, whilst fanboys wet themselves and spend £575 for no good reason, my phone contract peters out and I will soon become less connected.
I have had a mobile phone since 1999, and have thought how wonderful they are; but this past 18 months I have used mine mainly to surf the web whilst sitting on the sofa watching football.
My friend had a Nokia Communicator a decade ago that does most of what the iphone 5 can do; it was a brick; ok, a brick and a half, but it was wonderful; a full QWERTY keyboard, saved pictures, I think it surfed the net.
So, anyway. Elsewhere, people in the middle and far east killed themselves over an American made film that mocked Islam. Like that is going to make anyone think twice before making something even more offensive about the great prophet? And yet for over a year, President Bashar al-Assad of Syria has been murdering men, women and children; all Muslims, and there is not one protest. Make a video and the world burns.
Go figure.We went out for a meal to celebrate our anniversary on Wednesday; a quick trip down into the bay for dinner at The Coastguard. As we had fish and chips for dinner on Tuesday, and so we chose something different; steak for Jools and burger for me. The burger was a disappointment, but the beer, cheeseboard and fine malt was good enough.
Worked dragged as we crept towards the weekend and another week off; I even filled in my expenses and finished a draft of yet another procedure; this one on how to fill in a form. The world may yet not recover.
So, it is the weekend, and tales of our trip to London where the roads are paved with gold and the cats sings bawdy showtunes.
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