Let’s do this together

It’s been said that when the phone was tied with a wire, humans were free.

The irony is that now our phones are wireless, we can’t escape the relentless contact – even from the Government’s emergency alert on Sunday.

Except my mum, who has so far only switched her phone on twice this year.

Not that I have any truck with conspiracy theorists who say Sunday’s emergency alarm is state over-reach, but put it this way, my phone went off just before 3pm, and The Dark Lord’s didn’t.

All I’m saying is that when we come to rebuild the world after Armageddon, my human trumpet playing and button-sorting skills may come in handy, while the kid’s a net loss on a normal day, let alone in an emergency.

It just so happened that later that afternoon, TDL took the dog for a walk – although only after I bribed her with money to buy Hubba Bubba and a Dr Pepper at the corner shop.

While she was seeing how fast my poor little dog’s legs could walk around the park to get back to her gaming PC, one of these scam “Mum” messages suddenly appeared on my phone.

“Hi Mum, could you please save this new number? Because my phone is no longer turned on and now I have a temporary one in use. Could you send me a WhatsApp message if you receive this?”

These messages never fool me for one minute because a) they’re too polite to be from my teenager and b) they don’t have any spelling mistakes.

■ I’ve been taking snaps around my local streets of the beautiful billowing clouds of blossoms on the trees before they all fall to the ground, like wedding confetti. I’d love to see your photos of the blossoms – send them to siobhan.mcnally@mirror.co.uk or write to Community Corner, PO Box 791, Winchester SO23 3RP.

Please note, if you send us photos of your grandchildren, we’ll also need permission of one of their parents to print them... Thanks!