You know, that moment when you reach out and grasp your mobile ‘phone and draw it towards you on the table…
I just had a gruelling conversation with Citibank, trying to track down some money that I transferred. My request doesn’t seem to fit any of the standard options on any of the menus and I dont have a card or account number to type in either. I kept coming up against blank walls. Continue reading
I’ve spend this weekend staying with my Lowestoft with my brother’s family, working on a new website for their guesthouse.
On the train from Norwich to London, the guy sitting opposite me rummaged in his rucsack and pulled out a black, heavy, nylon bag with straps and buckles and zips. He unstrapped, unbuckled and unzipped it and removed a small silver machine.