After a well deserved break I’m back to the daily grind. After some thought, a staggering 5 minutes! I decided to shift the focus of this blog a little and change the name – more on that later.
Is Twitter worth 5 to 10 billion dollars? Not in a million years but some beg to differ. While on holiday it was a really useful tool though, and provided many a joke. I just wished more of my friends used it but unfortunately they’re all heavily entrenched in FB.
In other news, England are through to the FIFA World Cup Finals after thrashing Croatia 5-1. Should we Brits brace ourselves for more heartbreak come next summer? Who knows – But I remain optimistic.
And moving WordPress to another domain is not as difficult as you may think. Here are some useful tools and links that I recommend.
If anyone knows me well, they’d know I love my newspapers. Come lunchtime I’d head over to the local Cafe for my traditional English breakfast, which consists of beans, toast, bacon eggs and tea.
Before chowin’ down though, I’d exit the Cafe and walk through the doors of my local newsagent. Knowing my food was waiting I kept the chit-chat to a bear minimum, quickly picking up a copy of my favourite newspaper and placing a twenty pence piece onto the counter as I left.
“I was always very polite.”
Heading back into the Cafe where my food was waiting. The waitress would deliver my tea just how I liked it – strong no sugar – now I could begin to have my lunch, I was ready.
Then that all changed, I moved offices. Now out in the middle of nowhere, no newsagent in sight – gone was my afternoon ritual of 10 years.
Now I’m resigned to reading the news on my Nokia N96 while I eat my lunch in the corporate cafeteria. Its not the same, especially when I drop some beans – my Nokia doesn’t like beans.
Sad but true the newspaper industry is fighting for its very survival. And one day there will be no newspapers, no smiling newsagents, no lots of things.
Be careful what you wish for, (06:20) gets me everytime.
Attending tg2009 Tweetup tonight, some interesting peeps attending so it should be fun. Who’s idea was it to host it on the same day as the Wimbledon final?
