Tech-connected Companion Prints

Drinking Together on Social Media

'Alas, poor Yorick, I knew you well. But dude, you're creeping me out, so I gotta un-friend you!'

"Would you like to keep eighty-seven tabs open?"

'So much for your new Satnav!'

'Now Featuring Gas-Fired Microwave Campfires!'

I no longer migrate. It's easier to just telecommute.

"G.P.S. FOR GUYS"

'I bought him to retrieve my e-mails.'

Travellers with a developer: 'I see ski slopes.'

"I've tracked our GPS coordinates over the past week dad. Well, we're roaming the plains alright!"

'I thought that 'remote gizmo' was just for manoeuvring the caravan down the drive!'

"Who can we call?"

"Never mind the sea, does it get wi-fi?"

"Wouldn't it be easier to have sat nav fitted?"

'The problem with migrating is that the roaming charges for my mobile phone are enormous...'

"The wifi password? Of course Madame, it's 'Ilove100boobies69'."

"I'll put this device onto flight mode when you put this plane onto flight mode."

"Excuse me, dear...the rickshaw phone...."

"The Bluetooth Special comes with a side order of Wi-Fi."

GPS, satellite dish, cell phone...nature awaits. All right, Pop. Nature awaits!

Caution, Student Self-Driver

Modern camping

Pretty Soon: Robot pets won't provide the valuable life lessons flesh pets did.

The password: "C'mon everybody try to remember!"

'I think its being tapped.'

"You were right, dear. This place is a surfer's paradise. The wi-fi connection is fantastic!"

Migration Music

"I'm so glad you've agreed to see Paris with me."

"I suppose the spent 40 years in the wilderness because Sat Navs hadn't been invented?"

"Sorry, your password must have at least nine characters, with both letters and numbers."

"My phone won't fold but the manufacturer did."

Tourist looks at his laptop rather than the scenery.