Bimbled around Enfield town a bit today. Seems the age at which it is socially acceptable to be glued to a mobile and ignore all the people you are with in now 10 and under.

Still, that’s not as annoying as seeing the roughly 12 year old girl wandering in B&Q who was doing a very good minor rock-chick / geek-girl look and realising that as a guy over the age of 16 there was no possible way for me to say "that style is really working for you – nice one" without getting into all kinds of trouble. Sometimes social customs are a pain in the ass.