I WAS WAITING in for the gas man today – the gas man did not cometh – but a special delivery tipped up through the post.
It was a special delivery from British Telecom, that firm has decided I need very special advice to set up my BT Broadband in Oxford.
Sorry, not a very good sunset tonight in Oxford for my loyal one reader, Doctor Drashek.
(Picture above, right now, from left to right: Charlie Demerjian from the INQster [see no evil], Rupert Goodwin [hear no evil], and a man from Intel [speak no evil] who can’t stop laughing – picture taken near the special cigarette factory Mao-tse Tung used to have). Cigarette smoking in public places was banned in Taiwan on the 15th of January this year. ♦
IT’S BEEN A VERY fine day today here in Harrow, Middlesex, Londonland. Sort of like an Indian Summer, with clear blue skies and the sun is warm too, when it reaches your skin. Go out of the sun for a second, and you feel the cold that’s a coming.
At twilight, we saw a fantastic pink scene unfold before our eyes – it’s like a criss-criss quiz. We managed to capture the new clouds in the sky before they totally disappeared, as the sun set.
Yes – this is the shape of things to come. A perfectly blue sky with criss cross things going in all sorts of directions. We guess they must be jet clouds. The telegraph pole in the foreground delivers – courtesy of British Telecom – DSL to our little wedge of Harrow.
Where are all these planes going? And why does DSL “enhancement” happen when it rains? And if sparrows perch on the line, why the degradation? We’ve asked British Telecom all these questions, but answer we’ve had none, to any of them. ♥