Ah, the good old Contract handcuffs. I like my phone, I like what it does, how it does it and how much it costs me. I don't like it when they try to upgrade me before I've learned how to use my present phone. When I tell them I don't want an upgrade, they act like I asked for their firstborn child. I've managed to get around it so far, but that's the advantage of being blonde and middle aged.

I'd like to know who designed the door to our washing machine - because it's just broken. If it hadn't been made to look pretty with an outer covering, I could get the springy thing that's fallen out and maybe effect a repair... but I can't get the outer covering off without breaking it completely, so it'll have to have a new door, or we get a new machine.

LTS