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Re: How Did We Manage Without It.
Mobile phones are a curse, I tell you, a curse. Why is it that Mrs H rings me just as I'm sat at the bar, about to lift the fifth pint of foaming ale to my lips, or alternatively, as I'm stood in a record shop, ready to part with a wad of cash for some rare 1950's record, and says "What are you doing now?" in a highly suspicious tone of voice, almost as if she can SEE down the bloody thing!
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