I came in contact with an analogue world long thought to have been extinct today. I went to get an international driver’s license (which is a little pamphlet) at the local affiliate of the Swedish Automobile Association, and the elderly man taking care of the license seriously used a Remington Monarch typewriter to enter my name and details into it, and then he used a stamps with the association’s logo and another to enter the issuing date. I have to say I really rather loved the experience, so refreshing to see that these things still live on in places. And it’s so lovely to read my name in the imperfect, smudgy lettering that you only get from a typewriter.