My daughter is growing up at a world where if she wants to listen to a song, any song, she just taps it. Bang, she’s got it instantly. She will never know the pain of Limewire. Starting at downloading a song. Go to school, come back, hope that it had finished. Not only did you have to hope that the song you were downloading was going to finish downloading, you had to hope that that song was the song you intended on downloading. Imagine getting that now on Spotify. You start downloading the latest Taylor Swift song to get a video of a horse urinating on a man. Lovely. I remember the first time I downloaded a film. Took a week, a week to download, complete. After 7 days, me and my friend thought, we can’t believe this. We’re not gonna have to go to the cinema ever again. We’re not gonna have to wait for the film to come out on video. We’re not gonna have to walk to the video shop. The video shop? She won’t even know what a video shop is. I’ll have to explain. It’s like Netflix, except you can’t watch the latest release because someone else in your neighbourhood is already watching it. Me and my friend, we carried on watching the videos. 20th Century Fox, we thought, oh my god, it’s X men 2. It’s actually gonna be X men 2. Come on, please, please. X men 2 popped up on the screen. We Were hugging. This is the future. We did it. I looked to Wolverine. Wolverine turned around.