So long…

It was sad to hear the news of the death of Douglas Adams. I have a sudden urge to read the Hitch Hikers books again.

But you know what’s a little bit spooky about it… on Saturday night, mere minutes after hearing this news, my sister was looking on the Web for rental property in London, where she might be living soon. First thing she clicked on was an apartment listing. The agent’s name was shown as: Hotblack Desiato.

Perry Como also died over the weekend. The key difference here is that I have absolutely no idea what he did. The media kept talking about him being known as "Mr Casual". What does that mean? Was he a singer, a writer, an ambassador – or did he just wear a lot of cardigans? I have a vague feeling I’ve heard of him once – I seem to remember Lenny Henry saying that somebody would "make Perry Como look like a Hell’s Angel". I don’t remember why it seemed funny. I’m obviously from completely the wrong generation to appreciate the significance.

This morning I got into work and found my computer had 97 network error messages for me to read. The first dozen or two related to a network drive being full, and I’m guessing the rest did too. Thank goodness for the Clear All button. I mean for heaven’s sake, computers have screensavers – they know when you’re not around. So why do they still bother you with this crap? Pretty bloody pointless telling you all about it every 5 minutes if you’re not there, isn’t it!

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