I remember a conversation with my brother when I was ten or so. He convinced me some kids at school had invented a box with unlimited capacity. As long as you could push things into the opening slot, you could go on adding more and more stuff to this pencil case-sized box and it would never fill up. I realise now he was describing a black hole.

He could have been describing an ipod. No matter how much music or how many photos we add, we just can't fill it up. It has sucked up all our CDs, downloaded music from the iTunes music store, accepted and filed a thousand photos and it's maybe a third full. So I walk around with this slender toy in my pocket, happy happy happy. Come home and plug it into the speakers. Go out and fill my ears and my soul.

When Walkmans came out people used to bleat about how terrible it was that commuters all wandered around in headphones and didn't talk to each other. Well it's a relief, isn't it? I can't think of anything less welcome than a nutter on the metro trying to start a conversation.

You think you are bored with music and you left it behind when you grew up. But you only got bored with the effort of it. Make it easy - click, click, click - and it's better than the radio. Easier, more enjoyable.

It's amazing how much old stuff seems dull now. Ah yes, just like us...