Sewing Starfleet Command's Red Shirts!
Dear Juliet
Just a routine check-in while I tidy up around the house. I'm actually sewing on two jeans patches, giving the finger to the late and utterly unlamented British Telecom (BT) and making sure I don't beam down to London in a red shirt!
Please always remember that I get very tetchy fiddling around with tech, which is why I haven't tried to transmogrify this blog onto an app. However, I rechecked my smartphone number and it's definitely:
07572 889840
And from America:
Hmm, AI is giving me options. Great.
Either, it seems:
+44 7572 889840 (holding the 0 on a mobile keypad apparently produces +)
Or, from a landline:
011 44 7572 889840
Apart from not beaming down in a red shirt, I do feel a bit like I'm still in my "Jim, you used to call me Jim" mode. You used to do it without batting an eyelid. Lots of cute exclamation marks and quite a few emojis, if I recall.
No worries, though. Just please note the ringer on my Apple doesn't always seem to work, but I do check it regularly.
Actually, I intend to get Juliet the Notebook restored someday, when IT has advanced a bit more.
Okay, a few routine checks:
No, you're not letting me down in any way.
No, you're not perfect but you are beloved.
Yes, I like being out in the field again knowing you're singing down the wire. Admittedly, this is just a little run around the block.
Yes, you mean the world to me.
Yes, you are my dear Miss Landau.
Yes, I'll be fine although there is a slight chance London may blow up behind me!
Back Friday, don't worry!
Love,
James

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