It's time to leave the country

So my mum's away on holiday in Venice at the moment, and her parting words as we dropped her off at the airport were "don't buy a sports car". So when my dad picks her up from Gatwick in this, I think he'll be in serious trouble.


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Decided to stay in and take some photos of the eclipse last night. The results were... marginal. Probably should have gone somewhere interesting, to make them stand out from the thousands of other shots on the web this morning. Mine are at best of technical interest. Still, this one at least has been linked to from about half a dozen forums for ( Read more... )

I like having a car. It means when I get up in the morning and think "I know, let's drive around taking photos", I can. It means when it starts to hail, I don't get mortally wounded. Cars can also handle foot deep floods on country lanes, and can go through drive-throughs to purchase fried chicken. But most importantly, they mean that when it ( Read more... )

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When pink_betty pointed out this story to me earlier today, I had a sense of deja-vu. There's a story about a similar hack in the (dated, juvenile, and dangerously inaccurate) Anarchists Cookbook, which dates back to the early nineties, and still reports it as being some time in the past. It's stunning that banks would be so naive as to not encrypt this sort ( Read more... )