I have a smartphone. Actually, the combination of elderly, creaky, glitchy phone and not always clued up owner makes it a stupidphone sometimes, but I do my best. For some reason it won't send emails for me, but I can read them. I quite regularly dip in over the day to check what is going on.
Yesterday there was one on the list. It said, 'No Sender' and 'this email has no content' and was dated September 1st 1970. I tried to open it but it disappeared. As someone who loves stories I had a rummage on the internet for anything that might have happened 1 September 1970, but nothing struck me. I suppose it is just a glitch, but I love potential stories.
The weather continues to be ridiculous. It feels like snow is in the air, though none has been forecast for round here. My snow senses may be off, though, as I am very tired and my shoulders are really, really painful. Both have been dislocated, the left one has been dislocated three times, and it feels like they have been knocked. DH suggested that it may be the coughing I've done as the cough has been spectacularly dramatic (not serious).