Stuff you didn't know
you wanted.

The Oura Ring 4 is our Hero today because it's the only piece of tech that successfully convinces me I'm "well" when I clearly feel like a sack of damp coal. It's for the person who wants to know their blood oxygen levels but finds wearing a bulky smartwatch to be a bit too "I'm training for a marathon I'll never run."

I've spent the last week becoming a slave to my "Readiness Score," treating it with more reverence than a royal decree. It's the Hero because it manages to pack more sensors than a NASA lunar module into a band that actually looks like something a sane person would wear to dinner.

It's peak "invisible health" for those of us who want the data without the constant buzzing on our wrist telling us to stand up every fifteen minutes.

The Surface Arc Mouse is the Supporting act that exists purely because laptop trackpads are, by and large, a bit rubbish for anything beyond scrolling through Twitter. It's the ultimate "party trick" peripheral-the kind of thing you snap open in a caf? just to see if the person at the next table is impressed.

It solves the age-old problem of a mouse creating a massive, unsightly bulge in your laptop bag, which is a niche but noble pursuit. I've spent far too long just snapping it flat and curved again like some sort of high-tech fidget toy.

It's a design icon that prioritises "thinness" above almost everything else, including, perhaps, the basic shape of the human hand. It's the perfect companion for the digital nomad who wants to look like they live in the year 3000.

The Phomemo M02 Pro is the Supporting device for people who have an unhealthy obsession with labelling things that definitely don't need labels. It's an inkless, pocket-sized wonder that turns your smartphone photos into grainy, retro stickers that look like they were pulled from a 1990s fanzine.

The 300DPI resolution is the real sell here, providing enough clarity that you can actually tell the difference between your cat and a blurry thumbprint. It's the ultimate tool for "bullet journal" enthusiasts or anyone who wants to turn their kitchen into a highly organized, monochromatic dream.

I've used it to label my spice rack, my charging cables, and-briefly-the back of my housemate's head. It's a delightful, slightly unnecessary bit of tech that makes "being organized" feel like a hobby rather than a chore.

This Wicked Ball M1 is the Supporting gadget for the modern cat owner who feels guilty about their nine-to-five but knows their pet is secretly plotting their demise. It's a motorised sphere of chaos designed to mimic the movements of a particularly frantic mouse that's had too much espresso.

The idea is that it entertains your cat so you don't have to dangle a piece of string like a bored puppeteer for three hours every evening. It's a clever bit of kit that takes the "ignore me" dynamic of cat ownership and automates it.

I've watched my cat stare at this thing with a mix of predatory intent and profound confusion, which is honestly the best I could hope for. It's for the pet that has everything but still insists on knocking your pens off the desk for sport.