I've got a dongle and I'm gonna use it

Earlier this year I upgraded my mobile telephone to this one. It's a fine looking piece of kit and does lots of things I don't understand. I have really only used telephones until now to talk through and to send the odd text message so being able to remotely control the space shuttle or access the internet isn't of much use to me, even if I'd had the use of a screen barely more than an inch square that is of such stupendous quality it makes our telly look crap (which it is).

What was attractive to me at the time was that the beast came with a data cable through which I could download the photographs taken using its pretty high quality camera to my computer. Usually one has to buy these at exorbitant cost, rendering the camera an unnecessary extra, as it was on my last phone. I am warming to the idea of the telephone with camera/vice-versa as there have been myriad times I've wished to take a hurried snap of something transient but been prevented from doing so either by batteries running out or leaving the damn thing at home. Which is what we did at the weekend.

We had booked a night in a hotel in Llandudno with a view to driving round the pretty bits of north Wales the next day. Halfway there we realised we'd left the camera at home but I said it was OK as I had my telephone (what a bizarre conversation to have envisaged several years ago). The only problem here was that I had tried to connect the thing to my PC via the data cable not a few days before but none of the drivers supplied by the mad doctors of Samsung appeared to work. Windows XP kept threatening me with death each time I inserted the disk and even the ones I downloaded from the Samsung site were useless. Then I had an idea. The telephone is Bluetooth enabled so I could send pictures via that to my PC instead. My PC isn't Bluetooth enabled though: I would need a dongle. This is basically a Bluetooth aerial on a USB connector and costs a couple of quid so before we left I ordered one for our return. It came this morning and as you can see I am now playing like a child instead of working. I would like to reassure readers that the wind caused the curious billowing effect with my shirt. Oh yes.