High Pressure

As well as a new razor, last week I got a blood pressure monitor. It was very cheap and I thought it might be a bit of fun. You press a red button and it inflates a little cuff around your wrist and then slowly lets the air out. At the end you get two numbers which mean something bad if they are too low. And something very bad if they are too high. Mine seem to be about right, according to number one wife. Although I'm not sure why she went off and got out those insurance policies later in the evening.

Note that this does not indicate a new obsession with health. It is more a continuation of the one with gadgets. And it is rather neat, in its own little plastic case. I dropped it and it went off, trying to measure the blood pressure of nothing at all. It was still there, whirring and beeping plaintively five minutes later.