I must be getting old

Well honestly, here you all are being especially poetic with your blips today, and here am I rhapsodising about a vacuum cleaner. Cordless, feather light, has a long charge, actually works. Replaces the old Sebo Felix we had, recommended by a friend originally, certainly a very good cleaner. But never in the history of sucky-things has any sucky-thing been heavier, more inflexible, more insistent on falling over (on your foot when your back is turned), and cleverer at tripping you up with its cunning, extra inflexible power cord. So after it went to the Great Recycling Centre In The Sky, this is our saviour gadget.

I'm now so bored with myself I may not even post this ... oh.