The ever-forward march of electronic communications
A cup of tea.
But, this being a bachelor pad, the milk carton contains nothing but yoghurt, and there is but one option:
My first visit to the new corner shop.
Down the road, past the gun shop, and into the fine establishment on the corner of Washington Road.
And my first thought on walking through the door is not about milk, but rather:
"My God. Just look at that. People are still buying printed pornography."
And then you realise that you spend far, far too much time on the internet.
And other surpise: People still buy printed newspapers. Live and learn.