I got a new toy at the weekend. Or to be a little more specific, I spent over two hours in the shop getting increasingly bored before their computer allowed them to give me my new phone.
Back at the start of March my much-bemoaned Blackberry decided that working was no longer something it was willing to do. Since then I’ve been using an old Samsung (circa 2006, at a push), but by the end of last week my patience had worn a little too thin and I admitted that I was just going to have to start my new contract a little earlier than intended.
So despite the credit check taking about a bajillion times longer than it should have, I got my shiny iPhone on Saturday afternoon. Obviously, I spent the rest of the weekend playing about with it and developing an addiction to Instagram. Oh, and making lemonade scones (but that’s for another day).