Okay, I should have known he wouldn't be ringing me every day... still, I thought I might get a bit more attention! Alas, he's having fun, and Mum comes pretty low down the list. So, as I'm obviously thinking about him quite a lot I thought I'd post a photo he took in Lisbon this summer which I liked...
I remember when I went to college, long before computers and mobile phones, circa 1976. The house that I shared with 11 girls in Coventry had no television or telephone. That meant the tedious trip to the telephone kiosk and the correct coins to use it etc. I started out phoning home each Sunday, but then it slipped... I am ashamed now to admit that on at least one occasion I didn't ring my parents for many weeks! When you consider that this was the only contact they had with me, that they couldn't ring me, I have reason to be ashamed. I suppose they could have written to me, but that wouldn't have elicited much of a response I suspect. I was also the only child, so they must have been heartbroken... Payback time for me...