Monday, 17 February 2014

Cold turkey


POSTED BY SI

This is a sad tale. A tale of woe. A tale of fortitude and sacrifice and stoicism. A tale of abstinence and deprivation.

We arrived at Queenstown, and I uncurled stiffly from a five hour drive with a kind of ungainly stretch in the cab of the van, and my phone tumbled from my pocket and fell six feet onto concrete.

I have been without twitter, text, iMessage, whatsapp, email, wikipedia, movie podcasts, cricket podcasts, cricinfo, the guardian, and google for three days now.

I’ve hardly whined at all.


iPhones: more addictive than nicotine.


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