This is my new iPhone. Very new. I have received my first text on it:
How's that gorgeous girl today? K
(That's from my daughter asking after her 6-year-old Elsie. I have the honour of Elsie's company twice a week after school.)
Good, well done Granny: you managed to read it. Top of the class.
Next step, to reply. Here's how it went:
GodgeeosI know this will be a breeze within days. But day one of any new technology is inevitably humbling — even Apple. Fingers too big, don't know the controls, tantalised by the novel touch surface, and possibly even dazzled by the glamour after my humble brown Sony.
I can't spekil on this yet we did. Oloring in my god wo t a mess x
Meantime this is what I wrote before the pixies pixillated it. I did, honestly I did:
Gorgeous. I can't spell yet on this. We did colouring in. My God, what a mess. X.Guess I'm not qwidA ready to send business texts afain yet. I'll stafg training tomootpwww.