Storage

I had a meeting with my new accountant this afternoon. The previous one has retired due to ill health. 

I liked the meeting room. I liked her. So far, so good. 

As I waited for her to join me in the room, I reflected on how much information is on that tiny storage device, and how little paper is now involved in tax and accounting. 

By the end of the meeting I was willing the glass of water to turn into a double gin and tonic, but that is my usual reaction to such meetings.