In 1988, the most beautiful thing in my life was a Mac II.
Unfortunately, in 1991, I left the inspirational world of Mac, for reasons which escape me, and transferred to the dark satanic stone age of Microsoft, with its increasingly frustrating and horrible virus-ridden spawn.
Reawakening my mind a few years ago, I became a reborn Mac-head, and now I am firmly back within the fold, hopefully never to leave, and typing out this post on my treasured iPad, which is almost as beautiful as a Mac II.
This world of beauty would have been impossible, of course, without Steve Jobs.
Apple will never be the same without him, but I hope they cherish his spirit, and try to keep creating their beautiful products in his memory, and to honour his memory.
Here he is, in his usual inspiring way, talking about how to improve your life: