I'm not really into Twitter... although I know many are. It's easy to make fun of the phenomenon: small, mostly inconsequential notes posted semi-hourly. I mean, did I really need to know that Stephen Fry (6 Feb) had diarrhea at that moment?
But, looking at it from thirty-odd years ago, who'd've thought that computers and the internet would play such an everyday communication role in some many lives?
Not me, anyway. And not my geography lecturer who was very excited about the department's new 'WANG' computer...
because now we could run simulations and see how erosion might take place on different substrates, without having to make thousands of calculations using our trusty (and expensive - NZ$600) HP45's?
Wow. Then, computers were academic devices: it was almost impossible to imagine them being taken for granted in domestic settings.
What next? In 2008 we were teased by the iPod replacement, the iBangle:
If you can wear tens of thousands of songs on your wrist, then it's only a matter of time before we will have our computers on our wrists too, surely.
When I'm old and infirm, just dress me in my virtual reality body suit, sit my virtual reality glasses on my nose, and plug in the intravenous drip and I'll die happy, 'walking' around English country lanes.
Watercolour of a Sussex Country Lane by Phillip Allan