One day my grandson came to me
he had not yet reached his teens.
His bright eyes were full of glee
while I perched him steady on my knee.
As I sipped my afternoon tea
he turned his head and questioned me.
"Grandpa when you were stuck
in those air raid shelters as a tyke
did your mobile phone still work
or did it go on "strike" ?
My prompt reply surprised him greatly.
"Sonny boy ", I said, " mobiles in my days
had not even been invented yet ! "