No, no, no, Yes!

Ok, so I admit it! I am a convert! One would have thought that someone of my (ever advancing) age would have grown out of the moist handed, dry mouthed, heart fluttering stage. Unfortunately, nothing could be further the truth as I have been pining for this new, sexy, sleek and quite frankly gorgeous gizmo like a school boy for months.

In this specific case, the object of my desire is already paying dividends in that I am writing this very blog upon my newest accoutrement. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you MY iPad! Metaphorically speaking of course.

Since purchasing my new toy, I have become accustomed to the cacophony of 'ooooo's and 'Aarrhh's that follow when I place it in view of colleagues and friends. Everyone wants to look at it, to touch it and to see how it works. Secretly I worry that the iPad is getting more attention than my Aston Martin ever did!

My wife cannot understand what all the fuss is about and has completely dismissed the iconic gadget as some kind of fad. She thinks my behaviour is unbecoming and the result of something that happened to me in my childhood! How very dare she! Worse still, she has accused me of buying a giant I-phone because my eyes are failing and I need a bigger screen to see. Regrettably, there might be something in that!

OK, OK my name is Mark, and I am addicted to gadgets!