ontemplating the size of our digital footprints can be a frightening prospect. I'm just one person, and yet my phone is chock-full of audio of my daughter's early attempts at reading, plus video footage of tottering steps, family events, celebrations and sports days. And behind every perfect clip, picture or voice memo are gigabytes of their mistimed, outof-focus and muffled brethren. It makes you wonder how the archivists and researchers of the
