One life, but we're not the same

Nearly two years ago, hendybear gave me a lovely mp3 player as a birthday present. It is none of your iPod nonsense, it plays any format you care to chuck at it and doesn't require specialised software to shove songs onto it. I love it.

"Ha!" I thought as I unpacked it. "Now I can walk round with music in my ears all the time."

( As it happens, I don't )