Just put it down for a minute while you read this, will you? Your Facebook account will still be there when you pick it back up again and, no, you absolutely do not have to answer that text message straight away.
That email can wait too. Honestly.
Mobile telephones: Great, aren’t they? One of the many technological advances for which we have the Eighties to thank. Sort of.
Passion-killers. Conversation killers. Movie-interrupters and promoters of ignorance on an epic scale.
OK, maybe that’s taking it a little far, but you take my point?
Unbelievably, it’s actually 30 years since the first mobile telephones went on sale at an eye-watering £2,300.
Motorola’s DynaTAC 8000X, which had been in development for about a decade, was as big as a house brick, weighed more than a kilo and was only seen initially on TV programmes or being lugged around by the ‘City boys’ of London.
However, its arrival sparked a race between manufacturers to produce ever smaller, more lightweight and – crucially – mass marketable phones.
During the 1980s, the growth in popularity of the mobile was largely fuelled by carphones.
Indeed, when I started work as a cub reporter for a local press agency in 1989 my colleagues and I shared a pager – yes, like a doctor would wear – when we were ‘on-call’.
It wasn’t until two years later that we were equipped with a big chunky mobile telephone which I felt hugely self-conscious about using when it first went off one night in a pub up Hanley.
By the end of the Eighties Motorola was ready to follow up its world first with another one – the first ‘flip-phone’.
The MicroTAC had a pop-up aerial but was still nine inches long and weighed just over 12 ounces.
It is worth pointing out that at this point, of course, a mobile telephone was still, well… a mobile telephone.
People weren’t using them to send dozens of text messages every day, they didn’t have built-in cameras and they weren’t connected to the internet because it didn’t exist.
It was a novelty just having a phone in your car, to be able to take to the shops, the pub or a football match.
Most of us were still using red phone boxes or those awful metal BT ones which took cash or cards.
Bear in mind my generation, and all those before, were just about getting used to cordless telephones in the home. The ones which had digits rather than dials.
When we made arrangements to meet someone this was done via a quick call from the home phone.
We would just turn up, as agreed – without feeling the irrational urge to check someone’s estimated time of arrival or to inform the world where we (or they) were at a given moment.
However, there was no stopping the march of progress and over the years mobile phones just kept getting smaller and more powerful – adding that word ‘functionality’ with every new model.
I’ll mention just a couple.
By 1999 the Nokia 3210 was on the market and became the first ‘mobile’ to gain widespread popularity among high school pupils.
Then the Blackberry 6210 was launched, 10 years ago, and that really did put an end to family life as we know it for many who couldn’t resist using their phone to check their emails when they should have been doing something more important.
After that, phones got ‘smart’ – started storing music and getting cosy with internet applications and the rest, as they say, is history.
Like the internet and email, mobile telephones have undoubtedly revolutionised our lives – for good and ill.
I guess the trick is knowing when, and where to switch them off…
Pick up a copy of The Weekend Sentinel every Saturday for 12 pages of nostalgia.