Thursday, 28 June 2012


Visiting aliens could easily be forgiven for thinking those precious little bundles we carry everywhere are just another form of demanding infant – one that screams at us at inopportune moments, making us drop everything else we’re doing, nestling them to our cheeks and reassuring them with gentle murmurings. We pour our hearts into them, dote on them and spend more money on them than we ever intended to. We even feed them regularly via their own umbilical cord. But despite all the long conversations, topups and upgrades they never seem to grow up, nor do we cease to be fascinated staring into their bright little eyes.


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