When I was a lad…

…hand-me-down meant an Action Man with only one working ‘gripping hand’ and an ‘eagle eye’ that looked the wrong way, or a worn jumper that was a refugee from a 1970s wardrobe. Or it would have if I’d had older siblings.

These days hand-me-downs can mean mum’s old smartphone. When parents get an upgrade every year, chances are the sprogs get the old handset. While many of my colleagues have been debating the ‘digital divide’ we’re forgetting that this invisible economy in mobile hardware is the most likely reason why even in households in boroughs declared ‘deprived’, upwards of 60% (at least) of teens have smartphones.