Okay, I Get The Message
byI’m currently perched on a stool at a cafe tapping into my laptop and wondering if it’s safe to go home yet.
I’m currently perched on a stool at a cafe tapping into my laptop and wondering if it’s safe to go home yet.
A friend of ours found out this week that when your kid asks if they can ‘play your phone’ while you have a chat, it doesn’t always mean they’re pressing on Angry Birds or PopStar! or Rush Hour.
“Do you really need me to come with you?” I asked Tracey when the alarm started bleating at us at 4.45 this morning. “I can’t even convince my eyelids to separate.”