Oh how many joyous hours does an iPod give to cataloguing your Compact Diskettes? Has filing been this satisfying since foolscap gave way to A4? Since Nixon boxed his tapes chronologically? Since filofax allowed you to punch your OWN holes? Hmmm, eh? What else can match moving Kate Bush from Pop to Easy Listening and back again, just for the sheer hell of it? Call me reckless! This really is the most exquisite pleasure and makes a decent British type bloke want to skip (vigorously) and clap at the same time! Admit it! You love it!