Thursday, 11 January 2007

The Phone Generation

My parents have gone on holiday.

They do this a lot - they have a little villa in Spain that they paid for with the money they'd saved in case either myself or my sister got married - that's confidence for you! If I ever need a shot gun wedding they'll be sorry!

Whilst they're out there we tend to communicate via the world of text messaging. I don't know about anyone else but I find getting a text off my parents very unnerving - especially when its in short text! Our parents brought us up to 'speak nicely' and if I was ever caught talking slang I'd be sent to bed without my Twinkle magazine and my Disco crisps and glass of milk (you remember the days sis - arguing over the last packet of Discos and then licking the salt off them till they went soggy!!!) so when you get a text from your mum that's in short text its all wrong.

How r u? Arr ok sun luvly call u l8r

M&D xx

Watch your grammar mum else I'll send you to bed without your Prima magazine and Martini!

And don't get me started on my Dad. He shouts down the phone just to make sure you can hear him (and everyone else sat within a 500 yard radius can too).

They tend to get mine and my sisters old phones and as they get smaller and smaller over the years, the looks of panic on their faces increases.

"But Dad its got a camera, video and MP3 player in it"

"What the bleedin hell is an MP3..............and why do they have to make the flaming buttons so small"

Parents.... u got 2 luv em!!!!



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