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I got a new phone today. A Sony Erickson T630, which was my free upgrade to the T610 I have been using over the last year. Very nice phone by the way. The T630 seems to be exactly the same phone with a slight makeover. I suppose the screen is a bit sharper too. Anyway, I have now set up the T610 for Mrs McMuffin, who has refused to use her phone, a Siemens C35, since I got the Sony last year. She claims that she doesn't like mobile phones, but I noticed her looking at my new phone with lust in her eyes, and then she stopped using her own, admittedly inferior, one. She almost sounded excited when I told her that I had cleared out the T610 for her and put her numbers into it. Although she later denied this.

It got me thinking about the first mobile that I got for Mrs McMuffin. I bought it for her birthday about five or six years ago. A house brick thing by Phillips, but it wasn't the biggest one around by any means at the time. We met up with Ms Gypsy Tart at a local pub after work on her birthday. I gave her my present, and she excitedly unwrapped it. She looked at it, and said "why the fuck did you get me this?" She put it to one side, and opened Ms Gypsy Tart's present, looked at it, and said "what am I supposed to do with this?" I have to put the pain of that moment to one side for now, so that I can carry on with my post. I really wanted to talk about the size of the phones. I have taken a picture of all four phones together, and tarted it up a bit. Just because, alright.

A year or so ago Mrs McMuffin's 11 year old neice was desperate for a mobile phone. She was pestering her mum and dad day and night. Out of the kindness of our hearts, we offered her the Phillips phone. Without any hesitation, she said "no, thanks." An 11 year old child turned down our telephone because it was too big and ugly. She was right, of course, but it was so unexpected.

Not sure where I am going with this, so I'll stop here.