Yesterday I had a phonecall from my local bookshop to say that a book I have had on order since September has finally come in (political books have to be shipped in from London 'specially apparently!
Anyway, I answered my little mobile amidst lots of crackling because we were 15 minutes north of Auckland and had lost signal already. The caller at the other end was rolling about in hysterics and screaching "I must get everyone to ring you. It's the funniest thing I have ever heard" Crackle... crackle... complete loss of signal 
Who she? 
So about 2 hours later another phonecall - it was the lady who runs the bookshop (she has a very distinctive deep, sultry voice so it is easy to recognise). "Where did you get it?" she hooted.
"Get what?"
"The ring one"... and then it dawned on me.
The kids and I had been playing around with the mobile the other day and had bought a ring tone. When anyone phones my mobile a very plummy English Gent in the background asks if they are phoning me..(by name) He then continues to question "very popular? Popular with the boys? Gets lots of hits on Myspace? Blogging? Likes Blogging?" (well it seemed appropriate 
)
The entire bookshop was in an uproar. They all want one and had to phone to listen to it. I am glad I made somebody happy 
Ha! Brilliant! My personal phone, by the way, currently greets with the following message: Go away! Now! That includes you!
James.