I’m bereft. My trusty iPad has emulated Michael Schumacher and sunk into a coma from which, I’m reliably informed, it will probably never recover. It is not dead, no, it beeps occasionally and the screen flickers every so often, just like a coma patient’s eyelids occasionally twitch to show that there is life in there somewhere. But functionally its no longer of any use. just a blank black screen and dead weight. And now I’ve lost it I realise how much I relied on the damn thing. Apart from its work applications ( and I must confess here that it is actually supplied by my workplace), which are exceptionally useful, I miss it at home. No more waking up and reaching for it first thing to check email and the headlines. No more following the cricket scores while watching TV (best bit of mult-tasking I’ve ever discovered.). No more using it to check walkthroughs while I’m in the middle of a particularly tricky part of a game on my PC. None of that, anymore, at least until I get the new iPad Air I’ve been promised. Soon. Life is looking up already.