ED’S LETTER
I have to admit that by the time 2020 came rolling around, I figured we’d all be living in some sci-fi world that amalgamated themes found in the TV shows of my youth, where our food would come in the form of freeze-dried pills that required two drops of water to actualise into something delicious; or where, a la The Jet sons, where our homes would also be floating in the sky and we’d have sassy robot housekeepers; where our cars would fly and roads would be converted into walking gardens – or better yet, we’d be able to teleport. In this imagined future, our clothes would be self-cleaning and would be able to easily adapt as needed (feeling cold? Just hit a button and extend your sleeves!). Our fashion…
