Showing posts with label texting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label texting. Show all posts

Saturday, 18 April 2009

Spreading the text

Yesterday my bloggy pal Suburbia, was talking about her mother's new found agility at texting. 

Apparently, no technophobes, no slow learners these, our 'older' mothers.

On Sunday, my Mum sent me a message enquiring as to our plans for the day. I texted her back to say I was working and I would catch up her later.

Within a heartbeat she texted back with and I quote...  

'Who the fuck visits a Museum on Easter Sunday.....?'  

If she could receive images on her phone, I would have sent her pictures of the fuckers!


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