Crash, bang, smash, sigh! Your eyes are shut tight, every little wrinkle pronounced. You hold your breath and slowly pry one eye open to look down at the inevitable. I don’t know why we do this, we already know when we open our eyes what we are going to see. The screen of our pride and joy, shattered. Admit it, you (like myself) have followed this script above at some point – probably more than once.