A confession - I'm not a smartwatch fan. They're nearly all ugly, crap battery and over-engineered. Also, I like normal watches, with nice dials and nice straps. Smartwatches stink of innovation by public companies to drive sales and share value. I'm perfectly happy having a smartphone and a stupid watch.
Recent research shows that our phones are proven to be affecting the way we talk, think, have sex, eat and even go to the loo. We have become slaves to technology, only this time, our hands are handcuffed to our phones. Those red circular icons on our home screens have become our very own version of a newborn baby crying out for attention.
I never realised how much digital memorabilia one acquires during a long-lasting relationship until the moment I had to face it all and decide what to do with it: long threads of texts and WhatsApp messages, Facebook exchanges, Twitter comments, long emails, not to mention endless photos and selfies on Instagram or in the Camera Roll...
Call me a Luddite but I remember the good old days. When you fancied someone and wanted to 'go out' with him or her you'd have to actually ask him or her out. i.e. pluck up the courage to talk to them in person. Yes, actually ask them verbally. This often meant you would soon have to meet their parents, or perhaps worse, their brothers and sisters. But things have changed.