tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post169592171336620438..comments2024-03-26T11:27:35.814-07:00Comments on Tom Stephenson: Guess who I am?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-35476830529832266212012-04-01T11:50:54.534-07:002012-04-01T11:50:54.534-07:00BTW - I mean that I was an idiot for storing all t...BTW - I mean that I was an idiot for storing all this stuff on one little chip, just in case you misunderstand!Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-16793980312319482432012-04-01T09:40:39.690-07:002012-04-01T09:40:39.690-07:00The SIM card is what every idiot stores all his ph...The SIM card is what every idiot stores all his phone numbers on a mobile with, Weaver. It's a chip. If you've got a mobile, then you'll have one. The transition between an old phone and a newer one means that - without going into details and troubling you further - the old phones only stored about 20 numbers, so the rest went on the SIM... oh never mind... If I could shout at people through an address book, then I would. Actually I do, but the address book is now electronic, and called a 'phone'.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-28667263297771882282012-04-01T08:22:57.828-07:002012-04-01T08:22:57.828-07:00Double-barrelled names sound so awfully posh don&#...Double-barrelled names sound so awfully posh don't they, particularly when preceded by a name like Tarquin or Mungo. Imagine that given to a poor kid on a council estate.<br /><br />As far as you SIM card goes (what is a SIM card by the way?) - I don't know what is wrong with my good old fashioned address book.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-74902732606995363952012-04-01T05:15:49.973-07:002012-04-01T05:15:49.973-07:00Do you have one of those bleepers on the rod to wa...Do you have one of those bleepers on the rod to wake you up every now and then?Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-3715970965199850532012-04-01T05:15:12.933-07:002012-04-01T05:15:12.933-07:00I've yet to see if anyone has Bris. That is a...I've yet to see if anyone has Bris. That is a real man though - a gentleman farmer with a wife called 'Moo'. I thought I'd leave you to your own speculation about how she acquired the name.Tom Stephensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05979590950587415840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-21678052074109089152012-04-01T05:00:00.491-07:002012-04-01T05:00:00.491-07:00You crack me up Tom. I hope no one played a prank ...You crack me up Tom. I hope no one played a prank on you this April Fools Day... And Barney Spunner is a fine hunting name surely? xxbrismodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18169335258762403261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2505385214324438018.post-24104388988878118182012-04-01T04:51:08.061-07:002012-04-01T04:51:08.061-07:00Tally ho, Tom. Do a spot of fishin' meself. No...Tally ho, Tom. Do a spot of fishin' meself. None of this fly stuff, understand. Jess sittin' by a pond and dangling a worm. Heaven help me if some poor fish got himself snagged; probably have to call for my man!Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.com