About two years ago, I got a really nice digital camera. We clicked straight away; I pressed the button, it took the photos, I uploaded them to my bebo. Yeah, I said bebo. Anyway, one day, it disappeared. I couldn’t understand what had gone wrong? Was it me? Did I not give him enough attention and care? Or was I too overbearing? We all ask ourselves these questions, but rarely do we find the answers we're looking for...

Life went on. My friends took the photos instead, I look on longingly, heartbroken. The years went by (all two of them) and I moved on.

Then a few weeks ago, while crying and turning my room upside down to try and find my passport, there he was in my wardrobe. While it was a bit like a smack in the face, finding something I had no current need for while looking for something I needed in a few hours, it was good to see him again.

We’ve spent the last few days getting reacquainted and I’ve discovered that he actually has a lot more features than I noticed. I feel we’re more in love than ever…

I never knew how to do these until now...