Insatiable 'app'etite

I have to confess to being a bit of a saddo, but I heart my iPhone. There, said it. It's pure love. Never have I been so absorbed by a piece of technology.

Having only bought a mobile since the arrival of Minxy, I now have a 400 texts-a month habit, and honestly believe I couldn't go a day without my phone.

Plus with the arrival of the iPhone, it's only fed my phone addiction further. I bought one last year and ever since then, I've not looked back.

It's not just the matter of needing it in case there's an emergency. I use it to read the news, check my email, take photos and video, do the online shop, and sometimes I even use it to phone people. Imagine.

My sense of direction is awful. I once got lost running in a local park, and ended surrounded by deer in the dark. I'm the same with trying to find the car in multi-storey car park. So I was chuffed to find that you can get an app called G Park that finds the location of your car. Brilliant. No need to work out where it could be.

Then there's the Ocado app where you can do all your shopping at the click of a button. Brilliant. No need to negotiate the shopping aisles with moaning children.

Download Shazam and you can find out what that song you were humming in the car is called. Brilliant. Now I don't need to wait 'til I hear it again to catch the name.

Organise your life with the app called Things. Brilliant. Now I know what I should be doing every day.

Want to find out what's going on in the world? No problem, watch BBC news. Brilliant. I never had time to read the paper anyway.

And what's the latest on Cheryl Cole? Ooh I'll just find out on Sky Showbiz.

Ok, so there's a running theme here about not needing to use your noodle, but with the two remaining brain cells that work, there is no choice for me but to rely on mod cons.

If only somebody could create an app that got the kids dressed, made breakfast, and tidied the house. Now that would be true 'app'iness.