I was walking the dog through the woods last night, when my phone rang.
It was the current Mrs. Masher and so we had a bit of a natter for about ten minutes.
Nothing unusual about that telephone call, other than the fact that I was walking in the woods and Mrs. M was nearly 4,000 miles away, on a cruise ship in the middle of the Arabian Sea.
And it got me thinking: when I was a kid, that kind of thing was the stuff of science-fiction, but today’s generation… well, they take it for granted, don’t they?
And I wonder if, in forty years or so, my kids will be thinking along similar lines:
“You kids have got it easy! I can remember in my day, when phone calls were restricted to on-world only. “
You try telling the kids of today that not many people had telephones in their houses and you had to press button B to make a connection on a call.
Blow their minds and tell them about party lines.
I watched television for the first time when I was 6 years old and my first phone call was when I was 9 years old. What an amazing journey since then.. mostly post 1999
Post 1999 was a Gerry Anderson series that never got commissioned, about a Royal Mail lorry that gets forced out of the M25 orbital.