Robert Hampton

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September 2004

2nd September 2004

I’m Not Lovin’ It
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Seb’s Fat Bastard order from McDonald’s: Big Mac, McChicken Sandwich and two cheeseburgers. That is just wrong.

3rd September 2004

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I was shutting down my RiscPC yesterday when the screen suddenly turned black.

"That’s odd," I thought, "I didn’t know the old RiscPCs had an automatic switch off feature."

They don’t. My RiscPC has died — PSU gone kaput, I think.

They stopped making RiscPCs nearly a year ago and spare parts are difficult (and expensive) to get hold of.

I was going to put the new site online this weekend, but I can’t do that now because most of the files are on the RISC OS box in Acorn file formats.

Did I say "damn" before?

4th September 2004

Adventures in Public Transport, Part XIII
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My train was making good time as we pulled into Brunswick station. Doors open, people get on, doors close. All OK so far.

Then a woman with two young kids in tow dashes away from the ticket window. The guard notices her and generously opens the doors again to let her on. The two kids get on. The woman is about to follow them when she notices something amiss with her ticket, and goes back to the ticket window to query it, leaving her kids on board the train!
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5th September 2004

Reasons to be Cheerful
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In no particular order:-

  • It’s my birthday

…er, that’s it. But it’s enough for now :-)

8th September 2004

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New power supply arrived from CJE Micros today. Fitted it to the RiscPC and…

RISC OS Desktop - The Pooter is Working!

9th September 2004

Walk on the Mild Side
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Today I did something I haven’t done in a long time. I walked all the way from my home in Aigburth, into town.

I know what you’re thinking: "Rob, if you miss the train, just wait for the next one." But on a day like today, when the sun is warm and there’s not a cloud in the sky, there is no more pleasant way to spend a couple of hours than walking along the riverside.

I also bought a new pair of jeans.

15th September 2004

Fox News Channel
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Call me an ignorant townie if you want, but I hate fox hunting with a passion. I recognise that foxes are a threat to farm livestock and their numbers need to be controlled, but I refuse to believe that using a pack of hounds to chase the poor thing over acres of countryside is the kindest, most efficient method available to us in these times.

That said, it was still quite amusing, after all the solemn pronouncements from various Government people about security and fighting terrorism, to see five people get into the House of Commons with relative ease. Amusing, and also quite scary.

Sadly, Batman was unavailable for comment.

16th September 2004

Yoko, Oh No
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Oh dear, that’s bad.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: nipples and vaginas are excellent in the right context, but not flapping around on a banner outside the Carphone Warehouse.

21st September 2004

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Yesterday, Tony Blair and Richard Branson officially launched Virgin’s new tilting trains between London and Manchester:-

A Pendolino 125mph tilting train has knocked 15 minutes off the record time for a London-Manchester journey, arriving in one hour, 53 minutes.

Quite embarrassing for Blair really, as he said it could arrive within 45 minutes.

24th September 2004

But is it art?
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That’s more like it:

Yoko Ono - My Mummy Was Beautiful (Improved Version)

28th September 2004

Adventures in Public Transport, Part XIV
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I was descending the escalator into Moorfields station this evening on my way home from work. Halfway down I was passed by a loudly-protesting tracksuit-clad fare-dodging scally, being escorted out of the station via the up escalator by two extremely intimidating-looking Merseyrail staff.

Sometimes it’s the little things that cheer me up.