I walked into the editorial office a few days ago, just after a fresh gadget delivery. “Here,” said one of my colleagues, “We’ve got something for you to review”. His gym-calloused hands tossed it my way, just missing the bearded man mountain of a writer who sits between us. It was a camera. With the word “tough” in its name.
Now let’s just get one thing clear, I cry at the end of Gladiator, and Lord of the Rings: Return of the King. Every time. I use moisturiser. Oil free. With built in sunscreen. I’ve even been known to write the odd bit of romance poetry. Knowing all this, my erstwhile colleagues decided this would be the best gadget for me to review. I suppose that’s what you get for having “unafraid of the sun” in your author bio.
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