‘Are you getting one of those mobile telephone things Nora?’ asked Dora, pointing to a teenager.
‘No I’m not Dora’ shouted Nora.
‘Nor me Nora’ huffed Dora. ‘Youngsters today are attached to them, they never look where they’re walking’.
‘I almost got run down by a young mum with a pushchair yesterday Dora’ said Nora. ‘More interested in her phone than her baby’.
‘Babies will be born with them in their hands soon Nora!’ chuckled Dora.
‘What’s that bloke doing Dora?’ asked Nora.
‘Carving a tree Nora’ said Dora. ‘It’s supposed to look like a person’.
‘It’s holding a bloody mobile phone Dora’ yelled Nora…
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