Dear Audi …

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20130520_204057It’s probably a little taboo to compare the dubious backstage activities of stars of the 70′s to a fault with a car in a blog post, but it is kind of relevant here.

I feel rather like I have been bent over the bonnet of my Audi TT and penetrated – not by Jimmy Saville but by you. Twice.

As you’ll have seen in the press, stars of the 70′s are being rounded up like sheep in an episode of 70′s Sunday afternoon cotton-wool televison One Man And His Dog. They are being hauled before the courts to answer for things that may or may not have happened in the dressing rooms of TV Centre – when let’s be honest the world was a very different place.

Cars had wind up windows back then, a simple mechanical system for putting a piece of glass between a driver and the elements. I remember my dad’s Austin Maxi, a lurid orange thing, which was probably the rust to be honest. He and I used to have competitions to see who could wind up the windows fastest. He usually won but had I been a teen with a prowess for masturbation, it may have been a closer call.

But I digress, my dad, being quite cool in the 80s bought an XR3i which had electric windows and went at 1,000,000mph on the school run. It was like stepping from the Stephenson’s Rocket onto the bridge of the USS Enterprise, and I don’t recall it’s Dagenham-manufactured windows ever breaking.

Unlike the ones on my MKII TT, which have. Twice now, two different failures. In the space of three weeks.

And it seems I’m not alone.

You need only visit the TT Forum to see it’s such a common issue that there is a ‘stickie’ for MKII Window Regulator failure. Almost daily, TT owners post there about being let down by cheap components in their expensive sportscars, leaving them insecure and prone to the elements.

As you know, Hitler isn’t happy about this:

And nor particularly am I …

It makes unlocking the car problematic to say the least

The thing I don’t understand, much in the same way I don’t understand anyone agreeing to have sex with Ken Barlow allegedly, is that you have already publicly acknowledged this issue in a Press Release, seen here yet are unwilling to fix it free of charge and would like £500 instead. Jon Zammett, your Head of PR who made this statement, is still your head of PR I believe.

Asking £500 for what is effectively a piece of cable and a plastic cog is rather like only receiving your Jim’ll Fix It Badge on the proviso you ‘puff on Jimbo’s special cigar’. It’s an abuse of your position.

You should simply fix it for free for affected owners, it’s what’s termed a ‘common fault’. A component on the MKII TT, which as the Sale of Goods Act would put it, simply ‘is not fit for purpose’.

The reason the likes of Savile, Hall, Roach and others got away with what they allegedly did for so long, is that people kept quiet. It seems to me that now the public and the victims have found their voice, there will be justice brought by the momentum of the mob – and not a moment too soon.

Well unfortunately for you, us Audi TT owners have also found ours via the beauty of one seriously hacked-off owner. Me.

Do you know what Nemesis means?

So, now your dirty little secret is in the very public domain, will you man-up and deal with it or will you stick your head in the sand like you have for the past 48 hours with my hand up your backside like 70′s favorite Rod Hull’s Emu?

Just like my failed window regulator, this isn’t a wind up.

Vorsprung Durch Take-that.

Her death: Thatcher’s greatest achievement …

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Reprinted with kind permission of idgi.co.uk. We think this says it all.

80413598_thatcher_397121bLove her or loathe her, it’s hard to deny the death of former PM Magaret Thatcher yesterday has caused quite a stir and possibly for the final time before we lay her to rest next week, divided the nation once again.

Unlike today’s out of touch millionaire spoon-fed toffs like Cameron and Osborne, Maggie was a Greengrocer’s daughter from the north who earned her way into Number 10 at a time when women were still really considered to be second class citizens in Britain. She’d climbed a social mountain.

Throughout her leadership, many choosing to forget that was three full terms voted for by the electorate, she stuck to the basic principals of right and wrong and did what she thought was right, never swayed by her party or public opinion.

IDGI believe her death could possibly be her greatest achievement because it’s made us question those hopeless toffs in Government today, and their weak-willed leadership. One that Maggie would have laughed at, before eating them alive.

She didn’t invent WMD to justify the Falklands war, like Blair did for Iraq. She knew that 3 unions ran Britain, and they had to be stopped for Britain to become ‘great’ again.

We’ve seen the news today showing pictures of ex-miners and the feckless, many too young to even remember life in her Britain, dancing in the streets because “she destroyed lives and broke up families”. It could be said that 13 years under Blair and Brown, and now Cameron have done exactly the same creating ‘Benefits Britain’. A softie ‘offend no-one’ culture of entitlement that’s nearly bankrupted us several times over.

Yet they still #BlameThatcher

We don’t have an Argentina to fight. We have far worse, an enemy within and it comes in the form of multi-cultural clap trap, leniency on criminals, uncontrolled immigration, out of control benefits and crippling taxation.

Thatcher may have saved Britain from itself but subsequent politicians have taken us all the way back to the days before Maggie. No leader gets everything right, just look at the errors Churchill made, but strong leaders get more right than wrong and learn from their mistakes.

Look around and where is the strong leader we need today? #idgi

At a photocall probably …

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Never assume, it makes an ass of you, not me.

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SpamDear MoneySupermarket PRs,

Thanks for the spam, it was delicious.

#FAIL

AngryBritain.com

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From: The Angryman

[mailto:angryman@angrybritain.com

Sent: 19 February 2013 11:30

To: Shane O’Hare

Subject: Re: The Cost of Commuting

Hi there

Sorry, I should have been clearer.

AngryBritain is not interested in any way, shape or form whatsoever in promoting MoneySupermarket to our community for free.

Not even if it was the last piece of content on the planet and the future of the internet depended upon it.

Is that clear enough, Shane?

AB

www.angrybritain.com

www.twitter.com/angrybritain

www.facebook.com/angrybritain

On 19 Feb 2013, at 11:25, Shane O’Hare <XXX@moneysupermarket.com> wrote:

Hi there,

Sorry I should have been clearer. We don’t pay for our content to be promoted as it is against Google’s T&Cs in certain circumstances.

What we try to do instead is create great content which the blogger’s community will find interesting. We’ve also started cross-branding our infographics with bloggers, if this is something you might be interested in?

Thank you,

Shane O’Hare 

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From: The Angryman [mailto:angryman@angrybritain.com

Sent: 19 February 2013 11:23

To: Shane O’Hare

Subject: Re: The Cost of Commuting

Hi there

I’m afraid key online influencers like AngryBritain do not work for megacorps like yours for free.

You have fundamentally failed in your assumption about how you work with bloggers and influencers.

Here endeth the lesson.

You’re welcome

AB

www.angrybritain.com

www.twitter.com/angrybritain

www.facebook.com/angrybritain

 

On 19 Feb 2013, at 11:15, Shane O’Hare <XXX@moneysupermarket.com> wrote:

Hi there,

I’m afraid we do not pay for our content to be promoted.

Thanks for considering us anyway,

Kind regards

Shane O’Hare 

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From: The Angryman [mailto:angryman@angrybritain.com

Sent: 19 February 2013 11:13

To: Shane O’Hare

Subject: Re: The Cost of Commuting

Dear Shane

I would be happy to use this on AngryBritain.com and to my 30,000 strong Twitter following.

The cost would be £250.00.

Let me know if you would like to proceed and I will publish online.

Regards

AB

www.angrybritain.com

www.twitter.com/angrybritain

www.facebook.com/angrybritain

On 19 Feb 2013, at 11:04, Shane O’Hare <XXX@moneysupermarket.com> wrote:

Good morning,

My name is Shane O’Hare and I work at MoneySupermarket.com

Our Savings Team have created an insightful infographic on The Cost of Commuting which I think your readers might find interesting.

I have attached the infographic, should you wish to use it on your own website. If you have any questions, I’m more than happy to help.

Kind regards

Shane O’Hare 

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It snow joke …

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titanic873Let’s look at some great moments in history starting with the Battle of Little Bighorn, affectionately known as Custer’s last stand. The date was June 25, 1876 near the Little Bighorn River, in eastern Montana Territory. General Custer and 700 of his men came a cropper unexpectedly at the hands of some tooled-up and ready Native Indians.

It was the US Military’s worst ever defeat and a massacre brought about by poor information and poorer preparation.

It’s a similar story with the sinking of the unsinkable Titanic. Shipbuilders Harland & Wolff couldn’t possibly have known that on a foggy night in April 1912 lookout Frederick Fleet would have looked out a little too late to notice the enormous iceberg dead ahead that would eventually tear a hole through the bow of the ship sinking it killing 1502 people – and Leonardo DiCaprio every Christmas ever since.

What they did know however before it set off on it’s maiden voyage was that there simply weren’t enough lifeboats for all 2,224 passengers and crew, there was capacity for just 1,178 – but that didn’t matter. It was unsinkable and the Health & Safety Executive didn’t exist back then.

These great moments in history tell us that you rarely get the chance to repeat your mistakes, if you did, outcomes might be very different. And this is why hindsight is a wonderful thing.

So let’s talk about the ice-related natural disaster that seems to sink the good ship Blighty around about this time every year – the snow.

Yes, again the snow is upon us. Many of you reading will have had torturous journeys into work this morning, experiencing delays and cancellations to your overpriced train network. Delivering you to your desk far later than your boss’ scowl suggests he is comfortable with, despite the fact you’re one of the three staff who’s actually bothered to turn up at all.

Others of you will have found yourselves in your car upside down in ditch listening to Radio 2, having taken evasive action to avoid the yummy-mummy charging towards you on sheet ice in her husband’s two-tonne Discovery on the school run like its an artic stage of the Paris Dakar.

Some of you may even be in hospital having slipped and broken something on an un-gritted pavement, covering your dignity in a Grande Latte in the process.

And these are scenarios we see year after year. This year we had plenty of warning, it was all over the news that Snowmageddon was on it’s way. We rushed out, panic bought every last loaf of bread, pint of milk, and litre of petrol, flicked up the heating and then we waited. Put the kettle on and waited some more.

And then it came. Catching the rail network, the airports and your local council completely by surprise – again.

Presumably the council Snow Patrol were too busy making cups of tea, in mugs that the Health & Safety Executive wouldn’t approve of with panic-bought milk, while looking out the window. Instead of firing up the gritting trucks and getting out on the roads to grit them.

The rail network were probably planning their next fare increase rather than installing heated points in preparation for the ‘wrong kind of snowflake’. While the Air Traffic Controllers were sleeping on shift and eyeing up the Virgin hostesses, like usual.

If other countries like Canada can keep moving with far worse snowfall then we’ll ever see, why can’t we? It’s beyond a joke.

So councils, rail companies and airports of Britain, take a tip from history from Harland & Wolff, hindsight is a wonderful thing. Round about this time next year, prepare enough lifeboats in advance of the disaster.

Because nobody wants to be Leonardo DiCaprio.

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Run Fat Boy Run

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2340982_largeRight, most of you know that I foolishly applied to run the Virgin London Marathon in April and got a ballot place at odds of about twenty-million-billion to one.

Bugger.

So, yes, I am in training, and have even surprised myself on occasion at how far a tired, old, fat, unfit, pie-eating, beer-swilling 38 year old can run. So, it’d be a bit of a shame to run it and not do some good with all that effort.

Now, for quite some time I’ve been following @blackpigsweets, aka Callum Fairhurst on Twitter. So umm, over to him:

The LFF (Liam Fairhurst Foundation) is absolutely honoured to all those who support us, and AngryBritain will be one of the first ever runners for the charity after we effectively only became a registered charity recently.

To those that don’t know me, or why I have set up the charity and what it does here is a bit more;

Up until I was 8 I was a pretty normal kid really, but it was then that my brother (pictured) who was two years older than me was diagnosed with cancer. At the time I had no idea what cancer was really, except it was bad for you…

Liam battled for four years against this horrible disease that was present in his legs and lungs, and on so many occasions doctors told him he would only have days to live. Liam liked to prove them wrong, and he did time and time again. Until sadly on the 30th June 2009 he lost his battle.

I will never forget that day, I will never forget Liam, I don’t really like talking about the negatives in my life, but Liam inspired me. Not only was he was the best brother ever, but he really taught me two things, life is for living and giving because Despite knowing his time on earth would be limited, it didn’t stop him from going out and raising over £340,000 for children in his situation and this year I decided to set up the charity, not only in memory of Liam but also to help the people that are going through what Liam did.

At the Liam Fairhurst Foundation we aim to help young people affected by Cancer, Illness, disease and disabilities whilst also helping young heroes. This includes the siblings, and in the first stage of operating we have already helped hundreds of kids whilst donating thousands of pounds.

With the truly heroic support of AngryBritain I hope we can help even more incredible young people, and in some way I hope you will support him and support us”

So there you have it. I have 26.2 miles to run and the hopes of a charity resting on my shoulders. No pressure then …

So want to make me suffer and support the LFF here’s the JustGiving page:

AngryBritain – Run Fat Boy Run – Virgin London Marathon 2013 – Just Giving Page

Thank you

AB

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Katie Price: Marrying her is like riding a bike

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18/01/2013 18:04 | By Dom Bradbury, AngryBritain.com

Katie Price marries for a third, but not final, time…

Dom Bradbury – aka AngryBritain – weighs in on Katie Price’s latest nuptials…

Katie Price has married for a third time (© PA)

Practice makes perfect. I know this because when I was kid it took me ages to learn to ride a bike. Many scuffed knees, scraped elbows, flat tyres, squashed testicles and damaged pride were what it took for me to lose the stabilisers on my Raleigh Chopper and head off into the wilderness.

These days riding a bike is the most natural thing in the world and that brings me neatly on to the subject of this piece – Katie Price.

The big breasted one has confirmed that she’s tied the knot for the third time after yet another whirlwind romance to plasterer and stripper Kieran Hayler. With Katie’s track record, I’m guessing Kieran isn’t the sort of stripper who strips wallpaper when he’s not plastering. Though the plastering will no doubt come in very handy for Kate’s ‘on the move’ make-up touch-ups.

“Over the coming weeks I’m sure we can expect to see the wedding pictures in OK! accompanied by an ‘It’s real this time, he’s the one’ headline.”

Clearly Katie is of the same opinion as me that practice makes perfect and will seemingly continue to idiotically marry wannabes until she finds one that can’t outrun her on horseback and stays the distance.

Over the coming weeks I’m sure we can expect to see the wedding pictures in OK! accompanied by an ‘It’s real this time, he’s the one’ headline. Then we’ll see the pics of them frolicking in the park, the inevitable public-spat followed by the very public split. It never changes.

I just wish Katie would sit down and watch a box set of her ITV2 shows before diving into yet another marriage with both boobs.

Maybe I’m just cynical and wrong. Perhaps down-to-earth plasterer Kieran is the one for Katie, who knows?

But you can rest assured that whatever happens this time around we will all be watching the media parade, as will her ex-husband, Peter Andre and cross-dressing Alex Reid.

Not forgetting some bloke called Leandro Penna, who seemingly never quite mastered riding that bike…

Reprinted with kind permission of MSN Entertainment.

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‘A few sausages short of a barbecue’

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It must be brilliant being royalty. Flown first class across the world to exotic locations to wave the flag for Britain at the natives while cracking inappropriate jokes because ‘you’re a little eccentric’ or stripping off in a hotel room in Vegas surrounded by cameraphones and drunken US teens because you’re the ‘Playboy Prince’.

This is just what HRH Charlie and his mistress, sorry wife, and their enormous entourage are doing right now on the great British public’s behalf  down-under in Oz.

Not stripping off in hotel rooms thankfully but six days of taxpayer funded luxurious jaunting to tell the criminal island how great it is over here in Blighty. British businesses are booming, the locals are friendly and Buckingham Palace is open for tourists, just like them.

Life in the great British garden is rosy. Honest.

This week saw a new survey finding many middle-class UK families want to emigrate as Britain no longer offers a good quality of life. Almost two out of three families surveyed want to emigrate due to the economy, weather and a loss of national pride.

Nine out ten parents are sick of the British obsession with celebrity and the lack of a ‘can do’ attitude. 85% want their children to be brought up in a country with a stronger sense of community.

You need only look at my X Factor article in the Mirror yesterday to see their point. Us Brits  don’t know who we are anymore or what we stand for. Our news is filled today with the American Presidential election rather than news closer to home. There’s nothing we could have done to change the outcome in the US, so why bother? I’m pretty certain the last UK General Election didn’t even make the crossword pages in the US rags.

Our high streets would have continued to be populated with Starbucks, McDonalds and Subway, our politicians would have continued their quest to sit in the pockets of El Presidente regardless of the outcome for another four years.

But it does seem that when we’re looking to up sticks and sail away we need ‘a sense of Britishness’. And where do you think the top emigration destination is?

Yes, you guessed it. Adelaide, South Australia.

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Dear Samantha

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Dear Samantha,

Much like the letter I wrote to Katie Price last week, having read and enjoyed* every article you’ve written since the infamous one about aesthetically challenged women disliking you for  being the most beautiful woman on the planet, I feel I can write you this letter, not so much as fan of your work, but as a close personal friend.

It’s hard being beautiful, I know this. Every morning when I wake from my 3 hour slumber (I, like you don’t require ‘beauty sleep’) I gaze upon my reflection in the bathroom mirror and crack a wry smile about how I, like you lucked-out in the looks department. I then spend the time the ugly are asleep making myself less attractive before facing the world, because I’m a little shy. I don’t have the confidence about my looks that you are blessed with and I prefer to fade into the less attractive crowd on my commute to the office. 5 yards from the sofa, I’m freelance too.

So this morning you asked ‘Are all beautiful women boring?’

To answer that, I think we need to define what boring is, and then apply it to beautiful women like you. So, pardon my smooth cheek, but I’ve started doing just that, and I think I have the answer:

The cosmetically challenged guests on Jeremy Kyle are rarely boring, so I think we can safely say that being a shellsuit appreciating pig-ugly northern council estate inhabitant makes you ‘interesting’.

So let’s look at traits pretty folk portray.

Kylie Minogue is second only to you in my eyes, but she has both the voice and the arse of an angel. She poos glitter and unicorns – that’s hardly boring is it?

I’m not sure I’d like to be stuck in a lift with Angelina Jolie either. You wouldn’t quite know if she was going to fuck you or kill you while waiting for the engineer, and that’s quite interesting really. That and that fact she’s also snared Brad Pitt means she clearly has ‘something’

I mean you don’t dump Jennifer Aniston on a whim do you? Jennifer, another insanely beautiful woman, has the most interesting love life imaginable, so she’s not boring either.

Things I find quite tedious though are a relentless pursuit of infamy, or hanging on to greatness you once had, like Big Brother 4 contestants who’ll attend the opening of an envelope so as to stay in the public conscience. Vanity is another pet hate of mine. Kylie denies she’s a sex symbol, Angelina knows she oozes sex but would never admit it and Jennifer, well frankly after being knocked back by Brad, probably has no confidence in how she looks at all anymore.

Now these boring traits I recognise, and as your close personal friend I can tell you this, I recognise them in you.

So I think in answer to your question no, not all beautiful women are boring.

It’s just you.

Your friend,

AngryBritain

*Sarcasm

 

 

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Dear Katie

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Dear Katie,

I’m writing you this letter because having followed every last detail of your life from the comfort of my sofa for the last 8 years, I don’t feel so much viewer, or fan but close personal friend.

I’m a little older than you at 38, some might say that gives me the benefit of wisdom but our lives have trodden very similar paths. You grew up by the seaside, with a love of horses, the colour pink, Peter Andre and have made a career from your tits, which have made you infinitely wealthy.

I grew up in the countryside, with a love of real ale, the colour purple, Kylie Minogue and a general consensus among my peers that I am a tit. Had I been born a woman, I’m pretty sure I could be almost as wealthy, as I look great topless and like you will put my name to pretty much anything, including this letter.

But most of all there’s been the endless stream of television shows about what you did next, and whom you did it with. I’ve enjoyed these immensely*

There was popstar Peter, then Roxanne, sorry Alex, and up until yesterday that fun-loving Ricky Martin lookalike Leandro Penna.

TV is a funny thing from this side of the screen. It’s like a window into your soul.  We’ve watched your highs, your lows, the car shopping, the Botox, the hairdos, the fights, the children, the children with their nannies, the horses, the weddings and the cross-dressing, and who could forget the fight with Peter in the Segway shop?

We’ve even shared your ongoing dislike of that lovable ginger ironic-racist Frankie Boyle.

Literally millions of us, gripped and eager for the next instalment on your life, read that very personal statement on your website yesterday about Leandro denying he sold his story about your split.  We know like you that he did. He was probably told that it was a free English lesson by some crafty journo at The Sun and encouraged to kiss and tell in exchange for a two goats, a bucket and an iPad Mini.

But what your friends like me see time and time again with every public chapter is you being used by these men to further their own careers. But it seems like that non-racist Frankie Boyle, you just won’t learn from your mistakes. As your friend I can tell you this, it’s getting boring.

We’re also bored by the endless perfume launches, books-you-didn’t-write signings, and the outlandish costumes that accompany them. The iPod one was a cracker and probably the real cause of Steve Jobs passing.

As your friend Katie, I think it’s time you turned a new page, started a new chapter and kept this one to yourself.

Then become a Mysterious Girl.

Your loyal friend,

AngryBritain

*Sarcasm

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iTried, iReally did.

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As some of you may know, before becoming an internationally famous playboy, blogger, author, journalist, celebrity, comedian and bullshitter, I spent twelve miserable, soul-destroying years in I.T.

Windows was the bane of my daily life, so it’s hardly surprising that I became an Apple fan pretty soon afterwards. I’ve been using Apple products  getting on for 10 years and have never looked back. It’s true that there was a time when a Mac was a ‘specialist’ choice and had limited functionality, but those days are long gone and now ‘they just work’. I’m a fully paid-up member of the Apple fanclub.

There, I said it.

I know I’m not the only one, so I can’t have been alone in being really annoyed with Apple’s recent changing of the dock connector on it’s iPhone5, rendering almost every accessory I’ve bought since the launch of the 2nd Gen white iPod, useless.

So, in protest, I went out and bought a Windows Phone, a Nokia Lumia 800. For the past three weeks I’ve given it a good kicking, Twitter, Facebook, eBay, Email, browsing, music – the lot.

Windows 7.5 is a beautiful operating system, it’s slick, fast, the Live Tiles (like Android’s widgets) are wonderful, and so much better for at-a-glance updates than Apple’s crappy icon badges. The keyboard is genuinely equally on a par with the iPhone’s, better in some respects with it’s intelligent word suggestions that save thumb presses time and again. The ‘Me’ tile pulls all your social networks together in one stream, and is genuinely a brilliant idea allowing you to reply to Facebook comments and Tweets without firing up the individual apps.

The Lumia 800 itself is a beautiful piece of engineering, thinner than an iPhone4S, arguably better looking and just well, different. It’s classic Nokia and that’s a good thing. Battery life is there or thereabouts with the iPhone – poor.

The Zune music interface, while it integrates well with your iTunes library, isn’t a patch on Apple’s iPod.  It’s clunky, difficult to find tracks and doesn’t work with the earbuds you probably already own for your iPod. One great feature is the ‘history’ tile which allows you to quickly navigate to music played or purchased recently – Apple take note.

But there’s just something ‘missing’ with Windows phone. Some of the best apps like Twitter, Facebook and eBay are functional but slow, others like Instagram and useful stuff like banking apps are missing altogether, though this may be rectified with the imminent release of Windows 8 at the end of October. I also don’t feel like I can ‘trust’ it, emails and notifications appear several minutes behind those on my iPhone 4S sat in it’s dock and sometimes don’t appear at all. Another problem, ironically, is that it doesn’t want to play nicely with an MS Exchange Server I connect to for a legacy email account.

But the real killer for me is that I’ve bought into Apple’s ecosystem for years, and that makes it very very difficult to leave – and believe me, after the dock connector change, I really wanted to. So this afternoon I’ll be slipping my micro-Sim back in my 4S with a heavy heart, resigning myself that come upgrade time, it’ll be the iPhone 6 for me. The iPhone 5 can pass me by, I don’t need a 5th row of icons and I’ll keep using my Bose Soundock with it’s 30pin connector in the meantime.

Don’t get me wrong, Windows 7.5/8 is a real alternative to iOS and Android and if you’re not sucked in to Apple’s hardware like me, Windows phone is genuinely worth a look and will delight in many areas but, and this is a big but until it has an app for everything to compete it’s a third place runner which is a real shame. A little bit like a Mac once was.

So iTried, iReally did and iFailed. Damn you Steve Jobs!

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