I am very slow to replace things, or embrace new stuff. I tend to keep going with what I have until I'm pushed to go to the shops once more. It's not that I don't like the shops, I do, I love being in the city amongst the interestingly dressed. But I tend to feel I'm doing fine with what I have, so why go to all the hassle and expense of getting new. For example, I still haven't changed to an electric kettle, I was one of the last people I know to embrace MP3, and I only manage to get a haircut about twice a year (I have been known to go for two years between trims too).
There does, though, come a time when new is needed. My keyboard has been difficult for some time: you had to press each key exactly in the centre for it to register and some of the keys stuck so badly they needed a hefty prod. All of which made typing anything at all a rather slow and grumbly process. But you just get used to things don't you? And it had been the instrument on which I had been typing for years, so it felt like a collaborator without which I wouldn't have been able to write. But on Saturday Bob was doing something on my computer and his amazement at how unfit for purpose the old horse was decided things: a new one must be got and got now. So this evening, delightful trip to Glasgow over, I have this teeny tiny elegant thing that just works. I already wonder why I put up with the old one for so long!
Next to the notepad I use to make shopping lists to give a sense of its minute proportions.
Kiera Knightley standing next to Nigella Lawson.
There's now so much more space on my desk, joy!
Update: Kim came round the other day clutching his camera, and now look I have a marvellous new header! Don't you think I look tough, I've always wanted to look tough?