I have lately realised that I make similar remarks about the wonders of the Internet. Incredible advances in the generative power of search engines with resultant high-speed bursts of TMI (too much information) constantly astound and delight me. I say this, yet I seldom even turn the volume up on my speakers!
My barefeet and dust childhood in a technological backwater could be credited with my perpetual sense of amazement. But perhaps I just never lost the feeling of the moment when my father pointed to the Southern night sky in July 1969 and told his five year-old daughter that Apollo 11 was flying back from the moon to earth. It was like a big aeroplane, you see.
Note: the word or phrase in bold appeared in my previous blog.