My phone comes loaded with so many useful gadgets, I suppose they are apps, to me though they’re gadgets. There’s an FM Radio Player for data free listening, step counter which always thinks I’m swimming when I’m washing up! I can draw, write, do sums, take pictures, look up interesting facts, update WordPress. I can listen to stories, read books, watch a YouTube video within seconds of it being released.
That little Brick that barely strays from my side, gains all my attention, pays for my bus tickets, that reports back to its masters all I think, do, places I go – that stops me raising my head to cheerfully tip my hat at passers by can virtually do, or do virtually, absolutely anything. One day I might even be able to make a phone call on it.
It even comes with the ability to write notes!
But I’m old fashioned, I do like to write my notes with pen or pencil on good old fashioned paper. I did try note takers on the brick meaning every shopping list I wrote could be accessed across my devises at a stroke of the finger. But how much more satisfying to write an old fashioned list on a scrap of card, piece of paper, in a pad. So in a card pocket of my phone lives this notepad. I designed it from scrap paper rescued from the bin and this picture I absently doodled sat on the upper deck of a double decker. The back cover slides into a credit card pocket and inside all sorts, shopping lists, task lists, doodles.
Sometimes it’s nice to get back to life before my brick.