

Smoke breaks figure is ludicrously high. Come on Brian, we all know it doesn’t take 20 minutes to smoke a cigarette!
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Smoke breaks figure is ludicrously high. Come on Brian, we all know it doesn’t take 20 minutes to smoke a cigarette!
I burned all my old diaries too. Thirty years of whining! It felt very refreshing.
My friends know not to ask me about bees. Ten-minute illustrated lecture guaranteed.
Famn, PugJesus beat me to it. I love you Pug!
I had a good laugh standing on top of the Arc de Triomphe watching four/five/six 🤷 chaotic lanes of traffic swirl around it. And then a gendarme turned up and started pulling people over for no apparent reason - it was wild.
Video from some Czech tourists: https://youtu.be/-2RCPpdmSVg
Wellington has had a heated property market longer than most places - it’s hilly for a start, so can’t just sprawl like Auckland, and it’s the capital, so a lot of well-heeled bureaucrats who don’t want to commute from the hinterlands. I don’t live there any more, so I don’t know what the rental market is like now.
No worries - life is always a struggle for some, no matter where in the world you are.
Way to make me feel like a bloody dinosaur!! 😂
My flat cost £43k in the early 90s, nearly three times my annual income at the time, and all my savings went on the deposit. I had previously lived in a shared house, the only way I could afford to save anything.
More nostalgia… Looking for a 1br flat to rent in 1980s Wellington (NZ) was a trip. Demand far, far outstripped supply. Among the gems offered to me for top rental (can’t remember how much, but it was crazily high), was a place that stank of damp and had rat-holes chewed in the bathroom wall - which was just soggy softboard against a dirt bank. There were three couples viewing at the same time. Another place I was told was fresh to the market, no-one else had seen it yet. The stove had been dismantled and the toilet was piled high with human shit. When I shouted at the agent she said, You don’t want it then?" and hung up.
I eventually lucked in with a “granny flat” whose owners, an adorable elderly Polish couple, lived upstairs.
I’m sorry! Truly.
Didn’t work for me… in my 1972 bank job interview I was told, “I’d hire you if you were a man, but you’re not. If I hired you, you’d just get pregnant and leave.” It wasn’t against the law for him to say all that.
And for what it’s worth I didn’t buy a home - a small one-bed flat - until I was in my 40s. Cost me so much I couldn’t afford proper furniture. Yes, my current house is worth a lot more than what I paid for it (mainly because I bought a wreck), but so is any other house I could afford if I sold it.
Neil Stephenson’s “In the Beginning… Was the Command Line” (1999) touches on this. He compares Microsoft to a station wagon vs Linux as a free tank. People keep buying the station wagon because no-one wants to learn how to drive a tank, even if it’s free. (Apple is a luxury car in his analogy.)
My first computer ran on MS-DOS, and I’ve seen Windows hiding DOS deeper and deeper behind the GUI. And now AI… ugh. I’ve been tinkering with Linux on old laptops so I’m ready for the move, it’s just finding the time.
It’s true. A friend asked for help on his new laptop and after a confusing conversation I realised he was upset because the web browser had “lost” his “bookmarks”. No, those aren’t bookmarks, those are shortcuts to your most recent web pages. Looks like you don’t have any bookmarks. Let me show you how to make a bookmark…
He’s not dumb or even inexperienced with tech, he just has a different mindset.
Yeah yeah, I will get round to it, stop bloody nagging me.
A fair old chunk of the crowd were in bright red frocks and silly hats.
I’ve been reading up on the front-runners for Pope and some of them are super old school illiberal. Though the fellow from Ghana does apparently concede that the laws on homosexuality in some African countries are a bit harsh.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/2025/apr/21/who-next-pope-francis-potential-candidates-succeed
Meanwhile no-one mentioned Valentina Tereshkova, who orbited Earth 48 times on her own back in 1963. Sigh.
Turn your phone horizontal.