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- Set beats-per-minute in iTunes
So I'm in deep with my Mac. I've turned my back on Mozilla and Camino and am loving Safari; I'm slowly turning to the bubblesome cuteness of iChat over Fire; I'm loving iTunes 4 and new improvedness; I've just gone wireless; my ageing PowerBook seems faster than ever; I'm drinking Steve's Kool Aid in huge splashy gulps.
In Mac on 1 May 2003. 14 comments. Permalink
- Toy shop
When I was a kid my family used to spend occasional summer weeks in London, house-sitting for some friends. Not far from the local adventure playground, where taller, harder boys played rough games on the painted wooden architecture, was a toy shop. It was a small shop, even when I was small myself, and I remember it being the kind of magical place that could only exist in a film, run by a smiling old woman and her sleepy cat. The toys filled every nook and most of the crannies and were wholesome un-marketed products that would never be rude enough to shout at you from a Saturday morning TV screen.
Amazingly, the place still exists, and my sister has written an article about it. It sounds like, for once, my little childhood memories are accurate.
In Personal on 1 May 2003. 2 comments. Permalink