My Kindle, which had faithfully served me for 7 years, finally died today after falling on the ground. The impact froze part of the screen. 7 years is a long time and I remain an Amazon loyalist. Thank you, Kindle. You will be missed.
I finally have a usable phone! This one is called Doogee X9 Pro. After getting increasingly frustrated with the low end configurations of Moto phones being shipped to UK, I finally have up and settled for a cheap Chinese phone. I'm not exactly thrilled with the handset but I'll make do with it. Best of all, it's a dual-SIM model and I'll finally able to use FreedomPop for free internet access.
I was entrusted with the job of taking Ari for a haircut to the saloon right across the street. Having just come from work and looking forward to a weekend of blissful nothingness, a dissonant harbinger of this sort was met with subtle grunts of frustration and disapproval, but Asha would have none of it. Having just returned from Ari's swimming lessons, she had the moral high ground to delegate this menial task on to me. Having come from a tropical country to England and not having acclimatized in all these years, she still equates love and affection for her child with keeping him as warm as possible throughout the year, even if it makes him sweat. She is entirely incapable of believing that there is such a thing as over-dressing. So while she once again customarily instructed Ari to don his jacket, and as Ari obediently followed instructions, I instructed the reverse. Being sandwiched between parental instructions contradicting each other, Ari was in limbo for a while before hi