All aglow

When I wandered upstairs to find out what the lads were up to, Andy was checking out Instagram. 

Resisted the parental urge to tell him he'd ruin his eyes. 

Instead I mentioned the clip of Brooklyn Beckham telling the world he'd got a million followers on Instagram, then being trumped by his dad saying he had 52. 

Funny how it comes across more as endearing than Competitive Dad. And funny how quickly we've all learned to take this social media malarky in our stride: just a few years ago, anyone describing themselves as having millions of followers would have sounded delusional.