What’s on tonight?
That’s the question heard in my home as evening approaches. At one time a quick gander in the Radio Times would provide the information for viewing or listening. Nowadays it’s the webpage of that publication that informs us. So we’ve moved with the times? Well apparently not.
This summer our teenage grandson spent two weeks with us. He and his smart phone were inseparable. It was as though the gizmo was a permanent extension of his hand. He seemed to spend hours, eyes glued to the screen.