A lady down the road from us walks past our house most days when she exercises her two small dogs. On her return she's always -at least every time I see her - talking on her phone.
Is it just because I'm not a talker that I don't understand this? Surely walking the dogs is a good way to get peace and quiet and think or rest your brain? The same sort of thing happened on our day's fishing last week: people had and used their phones when we out bobbing about on the beautiful calm briny.
Maybe it's just that I'm Lizzie No-mates - I don't get phone calls, not the sort when friends just call up for a chat - and I prefer not to make them either. Email, messenging and text was made for me.