Thought it was an urban myth did you? An Orwell fantasy? Well no.
A couple of nights ago, I spilt a Belgian beer all over my lovely Mac. I know what you are thinking, what a waste of good beer – I thought that too. The other end of that argument is that it also shafted the afore mentioned Mac. Now, to cut a long story short, I called the Apple store in Birmingham for help. The automated answering service knew my name and pronounced it well, then asked me if I was calling about the iPhone 6 I purchased in 2014 or the Mac book Pro I purchased in 2010. Getting scary I thought. Then I realised, the Mac was bought in Sint Maarten and the iPhone in Florida – neither of which required my UK phone number!!!!
Think about that next time you are clicking away happily on Facebook, liking shit that you have no idea of its origin.
Now sadly, I am suffering a very old windows laptop from circa 2009, still back then Windows Vista was all the rage. My update history suggests I haven’t used it in almost a year and there were 79 updates that I needed to take – my verdict, it is shit. I will be more careful with my beer in future.
So I left Mallorca on Friday and had a long long drive to Dunkirk. As I left Palma and headed for Alcudia in the north of the island, I started to enjoy the drive. I decided to immerse myself in the local culture and found a local Spanish radio station to listen to. It took me about half a mile to realise that Spanish radio was in fact a load of shit and I found my own music shortly after.
Barcelona was the cluster fuck that I have come to expect from Spain, 8.30 on a Friday evening and it took me nearly two hours to make 4 or 5 miles onto the motorway but when I got free, it was simple cruising all the way. I really wanted to make the Millau bridge during daylight and stop to take in the sights but time and daylight were not on my side. Being honest, to make the bridge during daylight was a little ambitious on my behalf.
Needless to say – I made it safe and sound to the shores of blighty where the temperature was nice and cool. The first weather forecast I saw was warning me of an impending heat wave – something I really couldn’t care for – I was looking for some cool wet weather!
This weekend is Great North Run time – tending to an injury at the moment but wont let that put me off too much – so long as I don’t need to stop for a dump on the way round, I should be ok. You will fing coverage on the BBC.
July 3rd, 2015 at 22:34
Twit! The way you wrote this I thought that you meant your Mac Raincoat. Such as: http://www.thefreedictionary.com/Pac+a+Mac
Have a nice day now.
July 3rd, 2015 at 22:30
Twit! The way you were writing, I thought you meant ‘raincoat’. Such as: https://www.google.co.uk/?gws_rd=ssl#q=mac+raincoat
Or such as: http://www.thefreedictionary.com/Pac+a+Mac
Have a nice day.