Just checked my email, and I’m not sure whether to find this amusing or depressing. I got an email sent from my Mum & Dad from a motorway service station (near Exeter) at 2:55 a.m. They are on their way to catch the ferry to Santander. I used to think that this sort of tech fascination was the sole remit of my Dad and I, but from the prose I can tell it was my Mum. I can see the scene now:

Mum: “Go on, send him an email, it’s free!”
Dad: “Nah, he gets enough email already..”
Mum: “Ohh for goodness sake, I’ll do it.”

And so Dad will wander off to buy some sweeties (Mint Imperials or something toffee based) and Mum will send much delight in sending me an email. From a phone box. Near Exeter.

Dad’s right, I get enough email already ๐Ÿ˜‰

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