Does anybody in your family have a fancy phone? A smartphone? If they do, you had better be careful.
When Dad first brought home his new smartphone, I thought it was pretty cool. It had all the latest gadgets on it: the internet, games, photos, apps, video, voice recorder – you name it. If it had been invented, it was on Dad’s phone. Dad wouldn’t let anybody else touch his phone at first. But one night, everything changed
‘What would you like to watch tonight, Phillip?’ asked Mum as we plonked ourselves on the couch.
‘The wrestling!’ I cried excitedly.
I hardly ever got to choose the channel, and I jumped at the chance to watch my favourite wrestlers in action. Bruce the Bruiser was the best of the lot. I loved the way he always lifted his opponents high above his head before slamming them to the ground.