Here's a true story from last week. All of our family went to Vancouver where my brother (Matthew) already lives for his wedding. One evening we all met at my brother's apartment and my sister borrowed his laptop to check her Facebook account.
"Ooh, I've got a message from Matthew", she said, "I'd better reply to it" and started typing furiously.
Matthew was sat next to her at the time!
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry
