The story today that a think tank believes some Northern cities are beyond revival and that those living there should move to the South East is one that fills me with some interesting conflicting emotions.
Posts about Life
I like technology. Technology is cool. I like the convenience of my MP3 player. My photos have never been better since I got a digital camera so that I can see what I've taken, and improve instantly. My PVR hoovers up TV programmes and gives them to me in a nice menu.
Like the world and his giddy aunt, I'm on Facebook. And for various reasons, I'm rather hidden on it - if you don't know me, you won't find my picture; you can't see my friends list. You can find me, but you can't find much out about me.
Occasionally I've dug up some old post from three or four years ago and re-read it. And noticed something slightly depressing - how awful my spelling is.
First I find out that Linux Format is available in Greek and Russian, but now the BBC tell me that there are penguins that fly!
A fantastic piece of packaging came my way today.
Why walk when you can get the lift a whole one flight of stairs?
I never really liked the standard white sliced. Too factory-made, too plastic. Bland, boring, soggy. A far cry from what our neighbours across the channel do where popping to the bakery for a fresh baguette is a standard thing.
Anyone watching Have I Got News For You last night might remember a picture involving a coffin at a bus stop...
Thanks to Google's email alerts, the first known litterary Andrew Bowden has been found - by which I mean a character in a short story.