After five eventful years, my pink iPod Mini has moved on to gadget heaven. If anything deserves tech nirvana it’s my iPod, or SophiPod, as I christened it. In the many months since my cousin gave it to me as an early wedding present, it’s sat in countless trains, gyms and buses, been dropped more times than I can remember and was even once run over by a car. It survived with minor injuries (read: scratches and a dent) and went on to accompany me faithfully for another three years. Goodbye, SophiPod. I’ve become rather fond of you and will miss your hardiness terribly.
