I've just been introduced to the wonders of Messenger and it's a revelation.
This afternoon the sons and I had a three-way conversation using it. Admittedly younger son was only upstairs in his room but older son was in Madrid and it was totally groovy. (I am turning into Eddie Izzard: I will start wearing frocks next. Although skirts are more likely as we are probably both more of separates sort of people. Me because I'm a funny shape and him because he's not a typical woman shape.)
So anyway, back to Messenger. It is great fun - although I only have three friends at the moment - I am trying to persuade Alun to get onto it so we can abuse each other with ease and speed - but does have the potential to take up hours of your life. But more enjoyably than watching England play football.
I was getting glassy-eyed, and cheering for Trinidad and Tobago by the end. The only good thing is that Wonderboy didn't score. I would have hated to have seen all the stupid commentator's stupid comments come true. He was so bad I thought he was John Motson.
3 comments:
Oh my goodness the english abuse is too much. It's criminal that T&T were playing for nil nil from the kick off and at one occasion had a total of two players in an advanced position of the ball. However good you are a football pitch is only so big and Rooney is a human being and recovering from a broken foot. England are brilliant and we will win the world cup.
Do you mind? I am suporting England! Much against everything in my nature.
T&T were playing to enjoy themselves and good for them.
You are very touchy, Tim, for someone so confident that England will win!
Messenger...how do you think I conducted my affairs? But I have no need for it now!
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