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Monday, June 27th, 2005

I see that Google Maps’ satellite coverage of the UK is improving. You can actually see my town now, though it doesn’t offer sufficient zoom to pick out my house. And yes, it really is that green around here.
When you zoom out it makes you realise just how much of England is still green and […]

where on earth are the cocos islands?

Wednesday, June 15th, 2005

Again, I’m inspired by a post on Kazza’s site. She, in turn, was inspired by Dave. Kazza posted a list of the country of origin of visitors to her website and so reminded me that my hosts provide a stats reports for this domain. I’d forgotten it was there.
As this domain hasn’t been going […]

googlimage

Tuesday, June 14th, 2005

I’ve been entirely stuck for anything to write recently. Thankfully, I’ve just read an interesting meme on Kazza’s site. It sparked the desire to write once more.
To play you answer the following ten questions, then search for your answers using Google’s image search and present the resulting pictures.

The place you grew up: The small market […]

what’s a percent between friends

Sunday, June 5th, 2005

Idly surfing the ‘net this evening, I stumbled across an intriguing site: www.pledgebank.com. It allows you to publicly pledge to do something, but only if other people pledge to do the same.
Current top billed pledge comes from Nicola (or ‘cola’ as she prefers to be known), who has pledged to donate 1% of her […]

the benefits of electricity

Sunday, June 5th, 2005

You might have heard, in the news, about a recent study that found an association between childhood leukaemia and the proximity of a child’s home at birth to high voltage power lines. From having observed media misreporting of science stories over the years, I usually take such reports with a pinch of salt.
So I sought […]

interpret this

Friday, June 3rd, 2005

I had the strangest dream last night. I dreamt that I was in the audience of a television show. The stage was a large round circle, akin to that of a circus, with the audience arrayed on one side. We all sat there watching Prince (or whatever he’s called now) performing “Nothing compares to you”. […]