Or more accurately—and putting the Transformers soundtrack to the side for just a moment—I’ve got the touch. The iPod Touch that is. It arrived this morning. It’s the greatest thing ever. Sample dialog from my phone conversation with the delivery man:
- Are you at home?
- No, but I can be there in five minutes. I’m just around the corner, on Barrow Street.
- Oh, are you in Google?
- Erm… yes.
- Great, I’ll drop it off there then. I have some other things to deliver there too.
When I went to collect it from reception there was a big pile of identical little brown boxes sitting there. I’m not the only one playing with a new toy today.