I bought Rich a Nano for his birthday, along with a runner’s armband and a set of fancy ear buds. Now he won’t have to hum the theme to
Last of the Mohicans whenever he’s out jogging. It’s also an attempt to drag ourselves out of antiquity and into our teenager’s technological world. I hope it will not go the way of our blu-ray player. Here we are lost, marooned on our couch until Daniel comes to our rescue. He presses the correct buttons on his controller, pats us on our heads and then leaves us to our Poirot mysteries.
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