I have this twisted idea that nothing's worth doing if I can't blog about it, so I tend to take my camera with me everywhere.
This can often be a cumbersome exercise as my camera is quite chunky. It's only three years old, but technology moves so fast these days.
While in Tokyo, a friend of Alan's (my pal who teaches English there) showed my her new camera. It has eight megapixels (mine has three) and was about the size of a cigarette packet, though about 50% slimmer. The whole of the back of the camera was a screen. My screen is tiny.
I'm not going to buy a new camera when there's nothing wrong with the one I've got. I'm getting mean and all-grown-up in my old age.
But hey, my mobile telephone provider wanted to give me a new telephone last week. For free! A duly accepted their invitation. I find that the said telephone has a three megapixel camera. It's just as good as the digital camera I already have!
Why take two bottles into the shower?
I've included three photographs with this post. See if you can tell, dear reader, which one was taken with my mobile telephone.
Ok, so there's no prize, but knowing you're right will give your ego a boost. Oh, so the other side of that coin is this advice: don't try to answer if you're already feeling depressed. You'll just feel worse. Temporary depression is best cured, I find, not by trying to answer questions that you might get wrong. Eat a whole box of expensive chocolates to yourself, drink a whole bottle of good quality champagne (is there any other kind?) and watch any film starring Divine. You'll feel a whole lot better.
Am I drunk?