Lords of the Rings

5 January 2010

The other annoying fallout of the holiday season when you are eagerly awaiting the darling little knife on glass ping of the iphone telling you that you have a text message is that every other Pedant seems to have acquired one over Christmas. There's an iphone cluster around my desk. It used to just be Orlando and I who reached for our little bundles of wonderfulness every time a bell rang, but now there are seven of us twittering about Apps and e-readers and generally stroking our handsets like Gollum.

And we all seem to have the same ring tone.

I could pretend that mine was on silent, and annoyingly, it would never prove me a liar.

Posted by Writer in Residence at 2:22 PM