Thanks, Alex!

A very good friend of mine, Annette, lives in Barcelona. She has a nineteen month old little boy called Micah. I see her about every two or three years, but I speak to her on the phone quite often. The other day we chatted for two and a half hours. We didn’t stop for lunch or to discipline our boys or for any other reason. We talked nonstop with microwaves beeps, temper tantrum screams and toilet flushes all contributing to the background noise. My conversation with Annette was perfectly balanced, greatly appreciated and thoroughly enjoyed. We spoke about serious issues, we laughed our heads off, we gossiped, we reminisced about our days at university and we felt close thanks to Alexander Bell’s incredible invention, the telephone.