This week I finally succumbed and bought an iPhone. If you asked me why I'd probably say because having made the move to Macs I just want it to be easier to sync everything up, but to be honest there's also the 'sheep factor' - since many of the people in my industry seem to have them, I must be missing out. Oh, and I also want to be able to easily post Twitpics and make Audioboos.
Thinking about phones got me all nostalgic about the phones of my childhood - big, clunky, with a fat handset and a curly cord, dial you stuck your finger into and it went round with the finger still in it. We had one phone in the house, in the living room. It was cream, which I remember thinking was a bit trendy, because it wasn't black.
I think it's funny how the common phone icons used today are in fact graphic representations of the sixties-style phone handset. I doubt anyone under thirty will have ever used such a phone, but they know what the graphic represents.
The 'iconic' phone has gone but it lives on as an icon. Magritte would have enjoyed that.
