3 October -ipod death

What do you do when a well meaning friend in the process of adding a few songs to your ipod accidentally wipes forever and ever and ever its existing memory of the 4,500 odd songs you love to death (ok at least half that amount)? An interesting insight was that I thought I'd have been less upset if my wardrobe had gone up in flames. Even the shoes. Remember when you had your handbag stolen and in subsequent days you keep remember which lipstick was in there or what c/card you have yet to cancel? Well, try and do that with 4,500 songs. I seriously need to go join a meditation class to quieten the clamour of titles going round in my head. And no, I do not own half the cds the ipod library was made up of. Gutted.