Not so long ago I was thrown the line, "Ah, but you're for ever the tech optimist Mike", and I believe is was meant as a put down, or at least a means of trying to keep me quiet. It failed. It is true that I have grown up (I'm 52 years young) with computers and seen their magic* transform lives, from my own through friends and family to the wider Western society in ways that are truly remarkable. I still express childlike wonder at how these boxes of wires (I know, I know), that are mostly air, can, when they are put into the hands of astoundingly clever humans, produce tools that add joy and knowledge to my life. Take these boxes, connect them with light wires so they can share the bits and bytes, whilst also sticking as many of them as you can into a warehouse and you have the means to share the joy and knowledge to every person on this planet. Stick the means to access these magic warehouses to a small slab of glass that can do it's own magic a