This is the reason I don't have a mobile
In the olden days, the good lady would ring the pub to enquire the whereabouts of her hunter/gatherer. The barmaid would then convincingly explain that he hasn't been in for weeks whilst keeping marital harmony in place. The returning man could then explain that rather than being in the pub, he assisted at the scene of a teriible accident (or some other such heroic event) and called in for one on the way home to calm teh fears.

All this is spoilt now that mobile communications are freely available, and gives the laydee far to many opportunities to rise above her station... It's akin to being voluntarily tagged.

Getting my coat...
( Piper Alpha is being a grumpy northerm bastard on:, Tue 5 Jan 2010, 8:47, 1 reply)

true
Checking up on the old man down the pub used to be a bigger deal didn’t it.

The barmaid holding the receiver out, calling your name, and every one in the pub making the “whoa”, your in trouble now sound.
( Ring Of Fire A petty, drooling belming butthurt retard., Tue 5 Jan 2010, 8:57, closed)