PART II OF A 2 PART STORY...

We all knew his little brother of course, the Samsung Galaxy S6 Edge. Made quite a splash when he arrived on the scene earlier in the year.

No-one had ever met a phone quite like him; all smooth lines and curved edges. Some said he was the best looking phone they'd ever seen. The others, well they were thinking it.

This was something new though. Something exciting. Something... dangerous.

Who could have guessed his brother would be bigger?

Now they're lining up to take on the Galaxy S6 Edge+ from Samsung.

 

 

 

 

 

Edge+ was everything his little brother was and so much more. Slim like the S6 Edge, but taller, broader. So much more screen (5.7 inches in fact) but all perfectly in proportion and wrapped sensuously around the sides the way only the Samsung family knows how to.

And he wasn't just a pretty face. Sure, he had his brother's looks but he certainly had his sister's functionality to boot. I told you about her amazing host of talents last week. Well short of making an S Pen appear from nowhere, the Edge+ could do pretty much everything the Note 5 could do, just looking so damn hot the whole time he's doing it.

It wasn't long before all the other phones were feeling pretty jealous, if not positively flat. Literally flat. Their screens were all flat while his was curvy. Curvy is always more sexy than flat. Curvy doesn't just look sexy. Curvy feels sexy.

Just like the Note 5, the camera on the Edge+ is Samsung's best yet, so easy to use, starting instantly with a double tap of the home key. The HDR setting produced some of the best low-light photography I'd ever seen from a phone.

After a few hours, the other handsets began to wonder if there was anything wrong with the Edge+ at all. Surely all that processing power and the massive screen would suck up the battery. It must only be a matter of minutes before he'd run out of steam.

But no. The Edge+ had stamina. He had no problem lasting the day and into the night, no matter how many levels of Minion Rush I subjected him to.

What's more, he was the fastest charging phone anyone had ever seen and like all those Samsung guys these days, he could charge wirelessly and still top up his battery super quick.

Suddenly I was struck by a terrible realisation... this phone was too good for me. I wasn't stylish enough to hang around with the Edge+! What's more, my fat, clumsy fingers were starting to cause trouble.

The first problems surfaced when I was watching video. Nothing wrong with the quality of the play-back or the streaming capabilities, that was all outstanding. However, because the display reached all the way to the very edge of the handset and beyond, I kept pushing the on-screen progress bar instead of the play/pause button, accidentally fast-forwarding or rewinding my video by minutes at a time.

Meanwhile the Edge+ humoured me by letting me play out my Minion Rush obsessions repeatedly, but there were many times I lost lives simply because my clumsy club-hands couldn't quite grasp the phone without oozing onto the screen, causing my minion to run in the wrong direction.

That's the problem when you have a handset that's basically all screen, you simply can't keep your hands off it. Oh, I wanted the Edge+ to be my best bud, but I had to face facts; I was holding him back.

The Edge+ deserved someone better than me. Someone worthy of a 5 megapixel selfie. Nobody wants to see an ugly mug like mine in that high a definition.

So I let him go. I gave him his freedom. He was born to run with the cool crowd. A high performance sports car of a phone like that was never meant to live in a hatch-back, Corolla world like mine.

The other phones were glad to see him go. He made them feel second best, obsolete. To be honest, the Edge+ made me feel a little obsolete myself.

If only you could upgrade humans the way you can with technology. I could trade up to some 2015 hands with more nimble fingers and a gentler touch.

Then I'd be worthy of a phone as classy as the Samsung Galaxy S6 Edge+.

Silly name of course. Far too long.