Finally

Early in in my career, I bought my first mobile phone. They were not common, infact no one I knew had one. Sitting on a train heading north to a job, I stared at it in wonder. It did not ring. It did not ring because I didn't know that you had to turn it on. I know I know, but these were different times-I just thought a call would 'wake it up'. Anyway, I lost my first and only call to work for GQ Magazine. But hey, they just bought my pic and love it (see Twitter). Top proper chuffed.

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