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Saturday 17 November 2018

mobile phones...

I know, I know I have whinged about these ghastly contraptions before, however...
I do consider myself a modern woman... old but abreast with the times... ish!
Wherever you go folk, old, young and inbetweeners walk along with a phone clapped to their ear.  What? They can’t even enjoy a stroll along the prom, wander in a forest, climb a mountain without flaming well talking?  Who do they talk to, who is interested enough to talk endless twaddle about god knows what?  We even last night overtook a woman walking along in the dark by the canal looking at her illuminated screen.  Well good luck with circumnavigating the uneven pavement and dog poo!
Taking pictures of food in restaurants and sending it to family and friends... What?
Who in their right mind is vaguely interested?  Sat in the dark viewing holiday slides on a contraption, trying hard not to 
nod off comes horribly to mind.

Alright I know I am showing my age... but still!
Enjoy the walk, the meal the solitude, pause for thought about the state of the world.
Enjoy just being!


20 comments:

  1. The phones, I guess, must be quite useful as they can do everything (I want one that does the washing-up, though); it's the 'mobile' bit that is all wrong.
    I remember when 'being on the phone' meant you were tied to one small area, where you and one other person could chat about your day privately, often from a combined telephone table and seat. Such forward thinking! Much more refined than the loudmouths that now roam the streets, or break off from a conversation to respond to the stream of messages that spew forth from that damned contraption, the one that organises and rules their lives and annoys the hell out of mine. Rant . . rant . . rant . . .

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    1. When I was a child our phone was on a party line which we shared with a neighbour. And remember the days when you had to phone the operator for the time? As a child I thought it great fun to phone, ask the time and when asked what my number was would say ‘Dartford 0000!’ This I thought was a huge joke until one day my mother answered the phone to the operator who spilt the beans about my exploits. That put a stop to that little caper in short order!

      LX

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  2. My mobile 'phone is an old Nokia handed down from my daughter after being handed down to her from my husband. It does what I want ie 'phone calls and text messages. My nearest and dearest joke about it, but I like it and am quite happy, although soon it will need replacing, (sad face). I don't want an all singing, all dancing 'phone, but I wouldn't mind one that takes photographs.

    I think it's sad that some people, especially the young ones, live their lives through their 'phones.

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    1. Suddenly they will look up and realise their life has gone, all they have to show for it is a stiff neck.

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  3. My mobile is 9 years old and it looks positively antedeluvian! But I'm sticking with it as long as it works for using it as a phone and for texts. Who needs more?
    I was in our GP's surgery yesterday (accompanying husband, actually) and as each person came in and sat down the first thing they did was whip out their phones and start thumbing them. There was a whole row of people doing this, as if they'd all been programmed to do it! It actually looked funny. And rather silly.
    I've missed your posts. What have you been up to?
    Margaret P

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    1. Lots Margaret, it is so difficult doing too much with all fingers crossed for the move though! All does seem to be going through, I will report more fully when we are certain. I will try to blog more often as I do enjoy it, although of late so much has happened I just haven’t had the time... I will return, thanks for your care.

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  4. I like to think these "new toys" will lose their attraction and addictive qualities eventually. They're designed to keep you checking them and you're never quite satisfied but always think there's more offered on the phone than in the life around you. When I noticed myself falling for this, I set boundaries and limits on the times I use my smartphone. It's been an eye-opener. -Kate

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    1. Our kids I have noticed don’t seem to check out their phones so much these days. They hopefully are seeing the light.

      LX

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  5. This has nothing to do with have old one is. People are living their life through their phones. I don't understand it either. Was on a holiday and people sad on FB instat of looking at the beautiful place they paid lots of money to visit. Why????? I think people loose a lot in their life if they live their life though the phone. My husbond and I go offline when we have a holiday. No PC, tablet, ipad or phone. I think we are the lucky ones.
    Hugs from Lina

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    1. I am using the age card too much these days so will refrain. I agree we are the lucky ones who have a life not dominated by techie things.

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  6. In life we all have choices. Yes, I have an iPhone it is for convenience and use it may be three times a day in the privacy of my home or the car and never on the street.

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  7. I was given an iPhone which I use solely when I remember to take it, to shop at Waitrose! These days I usually shop at Aldi. I also have a smart phone which I am not smart enough to use nor want to. So Heron, a hopeless case on all counts... content but clueless.

    LX

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  8. I hate to see toddlers sitting mute and dead-eyed in pushchairs while their 'carers' walk along with their eyes firmly fixed on their phones, making no attempt to engage with them. It is just so sad.

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    1. Which ever way you look the world is changing and what will be in store for these toddlers when they grow up I idly wonder?

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  9. I must admit to loving my iphone now. I don't use it the way the youngsters do, however I do find hubby and I sit in the morning pouring over our phones reading the news, pinterest, whatsapps from the children etc. I send funny quotes to the grandson and take silly photos of stupid things to send to him! I don't often use it while out walking however I always take it while walking the dog. I was once caught out when I forgot to take it with me and the dog cut his paw and I had to ask a lady in the house next to the park if I could use her phone only to discover I didn't know any phone numbers to use any more! I used to know everyones landline numbers by heart, I cannot for the life of me remember anyones mobile numbers, including my own! It turned out hubby was out and I didn't know his mobile number and everyone else I could think of was on mobile only. Fortunately I knew the lady in the house and she offered to drive us to the vet. After that I make damn sure I've got that phone in my pocket before we go out! That said, I often forget it when I go shopping! lol. x

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    1. It is slowly wheeling you in Marksgran. Ever sooo slowly your telephone will replace your brain cells, then it will take over your life. My advice is to be very polite when that nice machine gives you money in the high street, same with the bossy moo on the self checkouts in supermarkets. Us mere mortals will be superseded by robots... mark my words.....

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    2. lol, just as well I'm too old to worry hugely about it! I do worry for my grandchildren though :(

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  10. Earlier this year after much "encouragement" from my grandson - "why do you still have that old phone nan, a modern one will have a great camera that will always be with you" I bought a lovely new Motorola. Great, love it, then I did something I said I would never do - I downloaded a solitaire game, oh dear, I'm addicted to it now!!

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    1. Polly, best you look at what I have just written to Marksgran... it’s all a cunning plan...

      LX

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    2. Yes, we will all be redundant one day :-(

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