A couple of weeks ago, I had a moment of rude awakening. It was 11.45pm on a Friday night and I was lying in bed with my best beloved, paying him no attention whatsoever. In fact, it suddenly occurred to me that I'd just spent an hour reading friends' Facebook posts, with the occasional detour to browse Fifties' frocks on eBay. My other half, meanwhile, was totally focused on a laptop trawl through political opinion pieces with which he violently disagreed. Every five minutes or so he would laugh cynically, or mutter: "Imbecile..."
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