ockenden.com
Ex PC Pro columnist. Ex-owner of one of the UK's first digital agencies. Now happily retired. I was once famous for missing deadlines, now I don’t miss them at all!
Based in Shoreham-by-Sea (Between Brighton and Worthing) in West Sussex.
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Love Eno.
btw, this was just on the radio on this side of the pond. Thought you’d appreciate it - fb.watch/Alne0ZaQyc/?
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They are afraid their party has less than six months to live and someone is going to put it out of its misery.
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Sounds like you’ll be shattered by the time you get here on Saturday! Make sure the nice people at the Ropetackle give you plenty of coffee!
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Quality always beats quantity.
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Tell me you’ve a short bloke without telling me you’re a short bloke.
P.s. Take a fucking cushion if you’re that small.
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Once upon I time I had redundant broadband, but these days with 5g and phone hotspots it’s just not worth it.
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Looking forward to it. We bought tickets as soon as Ropetackle announced the show.
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To be fair, it'll be good when they force Coca cola to go back to the original recipe.
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She wouldn’t care - she even opened it dressed as the circle line!
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I’m mortified that one of these scrotes appears to be an Iggy fan.
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If only it was possible to block artists on Spotify.
Oh, wait…
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Samsung phones are still obsessed with Bixby...
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Spotify escapes the big tech rivalries, generally. At least until one of the big four buys it.
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It’s June, not April, you ridiculously broken script.
(Posting just in case someone responsible for said script actually sees this).
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That horrible smell just starting in the warm weather is Billy’s decomposing corpse. If only he’d had nice neighbours who could have checked on him.
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Didn’t they check for white coat syndrome? It’s a genuine thing. My doc wanted me to check my BP quietly, at home, before she’d prescribe meds. Seems it’s a bit ‘quantum’ for many people - only high when being measured.
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Also @ianbetteridge.com 's law.
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Hardly surprising that only Amazon’s AI can talk to Amazon’s music streaming.
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Eight months? Are they tunnelling to Australia?
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(Although I take issue with “finished and complete”. Evolution never stops).
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Other nations, according to Henry Beston’s oft-quoted passage from The Outermost House.
www.goodreads.com/quotes/12696...
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Good idea, although I’d vote for an edit button first.
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Bollocks. Stupid auto correct. MINK.
I’d *pay* to have an edit button.
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@mrg9999.bsky.social
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Mind Deville, Spanish Stroll:
“Brother Johnny, he caught a plane and he got on it”.
(I expect, being late to this party, that someone else has already mentioned this one.)
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You’re a postie aren’t you?
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No, not CAIS. Trans (with surgery).
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A lady who lives near me was born male. You’d never know (even from behind). She looks more feminine than most who are born female. It would be completely and utterly ridiculous if she were forced to use the male loos.
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You’ve completely misunderstood “pay it forward”.
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Are you telling the headline writers to bog off?
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Perhaps tRump will display a head made of burgers.
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To be fair, some songs by English songwriters with English lyrics also make absolutely no fucking sense. It’d be rude to mention the English bloke I’m thinking about right now… 🤣
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Have you tried responding with “No I won’t fucking pardon you, you sneezy cunt”?
Might work. Might get you sacked. Worth a try, perhaps.
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Surely Allan Sherman’s Hello Mudduh, Hello Fadduh is the finest song to ever reference Ulysses…
open.spotify.com/track/1Hil8C...
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I'm always confused by "National Whatever Day". Which nation? It's obviously country specific else it would be "World Whatever Day".
But these national days never seem to mention the nation.
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I agree, and he's not a good actor.
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Was her name Lola?
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It’s a shame, but I guess the man has got to eat.
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But a comedian friend tells me the £££ at corporate gigs is good. So I guess that's almost but not-quite OK.
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I used to feel really awkward when the comedian came on at award ceremonies and everyone just ignored them. Even *really* famous names. I always made a point of being the one person listening. But then I stopped going because I realised how much I loathe that black-tie and business chit-chat shite!
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I wish they’d just pretend to write something down, to give me some confidence that I’ll get what I ordered.
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The App Store reviews are interesting if you sort by newest first. Everyone hates it.
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There was a Catherine Tate’s Nan sketch about that. Asked her grandson how much this was, how much that was. “Everything’s a pound”. “Oh, I’ll have everything then”.
Probably with added swear words.
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Is that a warning for people not to stand downwind of you tomorrow?