It happened again last night; my defending Twitter to a sceptic. The funny thing is, this wasn’t someone my mother’s age, or someone who doesn’t possess a PC, or any other type of person that I wouldn’t even begin to discuss Twitter with. This is someone with their own website, their own blog, someone who even had an iphone before me. The very person who ‘virtually’ held my hand the night I signed up for Facebook as I sat and waited for the cyber bullies to attack.