Eclair…
Without getting my fruit bashed and bruised, this is the part when I confess that I have never been interested in being hip or fashionable. In fact, I never owned a pair of Adidas trainers until I was fifty years old, and when I hit that milestone of doing stupid shit since 1972 the wife bought me two pairs, as I was undecided between a pair of blue Samba and a pair of grey Court 2.0 which are primarily dog walking trainers, and yes I’ve never been interested in owing an iPhone of which Angry Birds first flew to the heights of 12 million downloads within a year of release, and sets the tone for this trip down memory lane. Continue reading “Getting angry with the bird…”
