It was hello new phone
and goodbye Mini.
Mini's potential buyers were late arriving and as Husband had just popped out when they turned up it was left to me to demonstrate my advanced selling techniques.
'Well, she has these lovely doors at the back, oh, and a secret door here! And she's just lovely and I don't really want to sell her.'
Some may say amazingly, but unsurprisingly to me, they decided to buy her. (Okay, Husband turned up and did all the proper information stuff too.) Although I liked them and was happy Mini was going to a good home I was still sad to see her go. Even though Mini II has digital radio.
Speaking of digital radio, Radio 4 Extra has changed its teatime schedule and has upset me. Really why can't people leave a good thing alone? Husband says I should write to the BBC but I'm still waiting for a reply from Swansea council to my letter suggesting they build a fairy door in an old tree trunk in Singleton Park.
Husband said they could make tiny furniture to fit inside too but I thought that was just being silly.
Meanwhile I'm getting to grips with my new phone. I am trying very hard to remember to take it everywhere with me as Daughter's due date is very close and she will tell me off if I go out without it. I'm even taking it to bed with me and I am amazed by the variety of its beeps, tweets and tinkles.
That go on all night.
|The reason for my disturbed nights.|
The length of the list of Do Nots for my new phone is quite scary until you realise it includes things like Do Not bite or suck your device. It probably says Do Not drop down toilet too but I gave up reading before I got to that.