Neil Hopcroft

This article suggests that, contrary to popular belief the Japanese can’t organise an orgy in a brothel…”We were not involved in systematic prostitute-buying.” said one of the company officials, “Perhaps some of the employees may have done something like that (in their free time) and that may have led to a misunderstanding”.

So I’ve managed the first tranche of mp3 recoding and trawled around town with the new player (its a Panasonic SV-SD80S SD Audio Player) yesterday and today. If fits comfortably in my shirt pocket, contains just over three hours of music (and has space for another two or so) on a 256Mb card, it cuts […]

For todays lunch I had some cheese rolls with the inspiring slogan: “Keep Yamazakis Table Rolls ready in your bread basket. Serve it at berakfast, brunch, or dinner. So you can express your thoughtfulness through our Table Rolls.”

Thank you to thepaintedone for pointing out this link. After you get past the exploration of Michael Moores character deficiencies there is an interesting discussion about the capitalism and responsibility. This covers nearly everything I’ve been thinking about western society, I’m going to have to read more by (and about) Lasch. Of course, I’m also […]

Yesterday I met Nobue-san again for lunch, this time we met at Iidabashi and went to one of the cafes by the lake there. It was quite pleasant there sitting on the lakeside, watching people feeding the fish. Though it was spoilt a little by being next to a fairly busy railway line with trains […]

Another quick entry today…since its been something of a long week and I need to go to sleep sometime soon… Looks like I’ll be off to Finland the week after next for a week of debauched code integrationm. So I will, briefly, be back on the old GSM number – hopefully Orange haven’t forgotten me. […]

Just a quick entry today, since its gotten late again. Two good things today – my plane tickets for Whitby arrived – I had my first ever honey and blue cheese pizza, with salty hot chocolate to follow

Eeep, I’m turning into Iestyn, if anyone seems me riding to work on a push scooter and driving an ugly car, remind me that this is not where I want to go with my life. Thank you. On a mildly related note I got a mail from a guy I used to vaguely work with […]

locked and repeating…and now I think I might know why. Because I use the wrong one.