Where were you when...?
For reasons that escape me, I got to wondering when was the first time I used a mobile phone. In 1993.
This is important and momentous, don't underestimate how important this is - for it has changed everything. Arguably more than the death of JFK and the coming down of the Berlin Wall or the death of Princess Di or whatever it is you set your nostalgia clock by.
I remember precisely where I was. I was en route to the Lake District in a Citroen Xantia (as a passsenger) and I was speaking with my future wife. "Guess what?", I twittered, with all the delight of a six year old child, "I'm on Andy's mobile telephone!" It was practically all I could do to refrain from reciting, (in a clear-cut voice) "Mary had a little Lamb" - one of the earliest cylinder recordings I think.
Anyway it was about sixteen years ago.
50 years ago, we were the only people in our street with a telephone. People used to come and borrow it at times of great importance. The only thing I have never mastered is getting used to the idea that you don't have to shout down it in order to be heard at the other end.
Over to you.
Posted by Wrinkled Weasel on Tuesday, August 18, 2009