The holiday is almost upon us. I worry that I ought to be doing something about it, such as packing, or ironing, or at least thinking constructively about ironing, rather than trying to deny it exists.
The recent downturn in the weather hasn't helped to focus me: lightweight summery outfits or waterproofs and winter woolies? This is not as big a decision as it sounds, as I tend to wear pretty much the same things regardless of the season.
I bought a smartphone today, mainly in case my laptop expires its last while on holiday, which seems a possibility. It is the first smartphone I have owned, which only goes to show how behind the times I am, but given the problems I had getting to grips with my previous definitely unsmart phone, it is understandable that I should have developed a deep-seated fear of modern technology. It seems to do a lot more than I would have expected a phone would want to do, but that is probably why it's called smart.
Thinking about it, smart also has a derogatory sense, as in too clever for ones own good. A warning, perhaps.
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