Less than half the UK is online, the missing made up of older and poorer people.

My parents are silver surfers, despite the appalling connection they have (which seems to be more because of the server they’re dialling than the fact that they’re in the middle of nowhere). I don’t know what they go looking for, though they do visit here occasionally because mum’ll phone me up and tell me off for posts by myself or members of the team, and I think they researched their new car online. It’s just so easy, with my e-mail and ADSL, Kazaa and daily cartoons to forget that some people don’t have, maybe even don’t want, the World Wide Information Highway Web.

But then, they can’t read this, so I feel safe in saying, ‘Stop being so silly people! You don’t need lives, you need broadband!’