I just happen to like this technically dreadful picture I just found from last month. So I’m going to share it anyway. Taken from the company office.

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A wee picture from Liverpool.
This is the view from our new office in Liverpool, right now. Well, a few minutes ago.
I consider myself very lucky to have this just behind my desk and it has to rate as the best view of any office I’ve worked in. You’d think the office would be very expensive, but it’s not, thanks to the way the Liverpool Science Park has been set up and funded.
I can think of worse places to work….
To my great shame, I’ve allowed the cobwebs to build up somewhat during renovation work.
That’s going to have to stop, because today I just saw something scary. An entire spider family, with big mummy spider sitting in the middle. O_0
Found these in the garage and have popped them on eBay. Love the old style designs – so simple by today’s standards. Easy to reproduce too.
Also realised just how many bands from this era were called “The” something or other.
How things change…
Sometimes… you just have to tidy up, and finally I got around to dumping the old photoblog section of the site and integrating it in here.
I’ve removed the old photoblog now that I’ve gone over to a wider format for this theme – I previously set up the photoblog because I wanted to be able to have large images easily viewable by visitors. However, I wasn’t really keep the site up to date this year due to time commitments.
In other words, it was just an extra ‘thing’ that was floating around. I have enough of those, and it’s become time to have a tidy up.
The content’s still here, and I may even create a new category/section called photoblog which will be used for the same purpose. Or then again, I may not :-)
Given that I’m selling my motorbike at the moment as well, you may well wonder if I’ve had some kind of financial crisis of my own.
But thankfully, no. I just don’t need such a large and fast car any more. When I was doing a lot of sprinting I needed something capable of towing a car trailer comfortably and reliably. But I also wanted something I could enjoy driving as my daily transport.
And that’s what happened, basically – for the past 18mths or so I’ve driven 12 miles to Liverpool city centre, and 12 miles back – congested roads, with a lot of stop-start action. In the end I bought a Golf TDI which makes much more sense for that kind of driving. Although I’m tempted to keep the Saab, which I will if I can’t get the right price, I know that in reality it’ll get far too little use in the coming year or two. The sensible decision, then, is to sell it.
So, here goes…
This is a 2004 (04 plate) 9-5 Aero HOT Estate with 250bhp. The full specification items worth listing are as follows:
Bi-Xenon headlights, headlight washers, factory alloy wheels, factory CD/Radio, Nokia Bluetooth Hands-Free (works with most phones), electric windows all round, electric mirrors, heated mirrors, split climate control, dual-colour leather seats, leather steering wheel, lots of airbags (5* NCAP Rating), ABS, Electronic Stability Program, new Vredestein Giugiaro front tyres and lots of life on the identical rears, detachable tow bar, FSH (main dealer or specialist only), two owners (first owner the dealership as it’s an ex-demo car), 58,000 miles, 10 months MOT, Tax until 10/09.
The car is in a gorgeous Capuccino Black. In other words, most of the time the car looks black or very dark grey, but when the sun shines on it you realise that there’s a pearlescent bronze finish. The photos below really capture this, which took some effort as it’s not easy to show in pictures – normally it just looks black.
I’m nothing if not thorough and feel it’s worth noting everything even if it’s minor so that you’re not disappointed if you travel – the car has a couple of tiny dings from the careless door opening of others. It has a small ding that’s almost but not quite invisible under the nearside rearmost window with a matching scrape on the bumper – that was a van in Paris that did it, and no, he didn’t leave details. But I’d say very few people can spot these marks – I’ve taken close-ups, however, to try and show marks. Also, one of the alloys has a barely visible kerb scrape on it. Picture shown. There’s a few minor and normal stone chips that could do with being dealt with by chipsaway or similar, but one left a tiny ding on the bonnet. Another tiny ding was caused by the biggest hailstorm I’ve ever seen, over in Italy. I expected worse….
If you’re interested, you can contact me through the contact form on this site, or simply call me, during office hours or in the evening on 0151 709 7977.
If you’re wondering whether someone with the word ‘mental’ in his website address and a history of motorsport will have taken care of his car… well, in racing if you don’t take care of your car you often end up with an accident at some point. Or losing. I apply the same philosophy to my road cars – look after them and they look after you.
Enjoy the gallery – simply click on a thumbnail to get the big version, and you can then move between images by clicking on the arrows that come up.
Yes, I may have been playing – I’d be interested to know what you think of this use of technology…
Sadly, after ten years, I’ve decided that I’ve really failed to make good use of the ZZR600 I treated myself to back in 1999. It’s the only new motorbike I’ve ever bought… and I’ll hate getting rid of it.
But practically speaking, I don’t have much use for it, most of my friends stopped riding years ago, and I’ve put criminally few miles on the back since around 2003.
So, it’s time to go, get my garage re-organised, and space made for my car based toy.
It will have a 12 month MOT on it within a few days, though I’ll only tax the bike again if it runs out before sale. I’m also not going to give the bike away just because it’s old.
The bike is in near perfect condition – as you’d expect for something with just over 4500 miles on it. It’s still very shiny and, frankly, when I polished it up I decided that there was no way I was going to give the bike away for a silly price. In other words, I expect a fair value that reflects its ultra low mileage, the care its received, the way its been stored, and the condition it’s in. I’m open to offers, however, because I know that valuing a bike like this can be quite tricky. For the right person it’ll be a bargain. For someone who just wants something to go to work on it’ll be too expensive. Simple as that.
Mileage | appx. 4700 |
Year Registered | 1999 |
Tax | July 2009 |
MoT | July 2010 |
Service History | Some, but not annually due to lay-ups. DIY checks too. Will service it before sale. |
Condition | Almost as new. |
Scratches | A couple of minor chips on the left (pictured), and small dinks on the left-hand engine cover (pictured) caused by a very slow speed incident involving my disk lock, a gravel car park, and inadvertently doing the splits. |
MPs are getting it in the neck as a result of some of their more wild expenses claims. Lord Foulkes got very uppity.
Seriously, both of them are as bad as each other. Lord Foulkes for failing to understand the difference between expenses and salary, and the presenter for being rude.
Kudos to Carrie Gracie for answering the question though – she could have given a typical politician’s answer and fudged the response.
But you know, MPs (or anybody else for that matter) – when you make an expenses claim that could, potentially, come under public scrutiny at some point you have to think about how it could look. And if you’re not paid enough, then sort out the pay. But given that each constituency manages to have lots of applicants for the job I suspect that the job is seen as a rather attractive one. I would be quite happy to receive an MP’s income along with money to pay for an office and staff. Lucky them.
So here’s a gentle nudge to MPs to have a think about how you look to the public you serve, and the public who pay your salary. And yes, I do appreciate that many MPs are decent and hardworking – but they need to be open so we can see this.
There’s a question on a wall in Liverpool – “Would you like to die old and slow, or young and tragic?” But the more I think about it, the more I don’t know. This guy was definitely young and tragic.
Read this article on the BBC News site, and let’s imagine what they may have been thinking:
Here we have some young men, out for the day in a beautiful spot.
“Hey guys, you know what would be brilliant? A picture of me that looks like I’m struggling to save myself from a dangerous fall!”
His friends then eagerly agree and point to a tuft of grass, “yeah! Just grab that grass there and dangle over the edge. What’s the worst that can happen?”
And so, the grass gave way and young man – probably a fun and interesting young man, died.
I know that what I’m doing here is almost making light of a tragedy, but actually my intention is to point out that it’s an incredibly stupid way to die, which makes it even more of a tragedy. This story illustrates a different kind of lack of thought to my popular target of politicians. It’s about a guy who was just having a laugh. He wanted to have some fun. Like most people he was almost certainly a decent enough man. He just didn’t measure up the risks properly. A little thought might have saved him – and not just from himself, but from his friends who were a part of this.
There’s a question on a wall in Liverpool – “Would you like to die old and slow, or young and tragic?” But the more I think about it, the more I don’t know. This guy was definitely young and tragic. I hope his friends and family get over it – they’ve learned the painful way.
I appreciate, right away, that by writing about Tim Ferriss I’m going to give him the oxygen of publicity. And what follows may just be a small-minded rant. I don’t know – feel free to tell me if I’m wrong by commenting….
If this is actually just a small-minded rant, feel free to tell me in the comments. I need to know if I’m just an idiot who hates somebody doing well and raising money for charity….
I appreciate, right away, that by writing about Tim Ferriss I’m going to give him the oxygen of publicity. That in discussing him we all encourage him to continue to use attention seeking devices to increase his influence and marketability.
And boy, does he know how to market.
Here’s a guy who’s written a book with an interesting concept. It’s titled The 4-Hour Workweek. Very interesting it may be. But I haven’t read it. Nor will I.
Because to read it would mean giving money to someone I find incredibly irritating. I mean, the guy gets everywhere. But he’s a fascinating study in popularity. Just like the most popular kids at your school probably weren’t the most capable or interesting, neither is he. Let’s go through some things:
Basically, the more people who follow your tweets on twitter, and the more people who follow your blog, the more influence you carry. Tell 100,000 people what you think about something, and you’ll influence them. Some will blindly take on-board your opinions, while others will be a little more cautious. But 100,000 people who treat you almost like a God? That’s power, that is.
Anyway, his latest way to build followers is to use a not-so-subtle form of emotional blackmail. He will raise for charity $3 for everyone who follows him on Twitter with a limit of 50,000. Now, you’d have to be pretty mean-spirited not to click that Follow button. That’s all you have to do to raise $3 dollars to help educate some US children. I mean, if you hear about this initiative and don’t click then you must be a truly horrible person. For five seconds work you can raise $3 dollars. That’s, like making $2160 an hour for charity! Wow!
I believe this guy is using the tricks religions use to gain followers. The upside of following their instructions may not be massive, but the downside could be huge. And he uses this approach All The Time. It’s horrible to see. See, in religion you can say things like “follow the guidelines in this book in order to receive eternal salvation” and “if you don’t follow us you could be cast into eternal damnation.” It’s like Pascal’s wager – if the religion is correct, then a small amount of investment of time and effort leads to a massive pay off (ie. eternity in heaven) but if you’re wrong and death is just death… well, you haven’t lost much, have you? Ratio of cost to potential gain is ridiculous.
I mean, I enjoy my work. Simple as that.
Look at the guy’s header pictures. You can tell he isn’t English. You couldn’t go into an English pub and face your mates if you had a picture of yourself striking a sort of zen-style karate pose on your website’s header (carefully revealing your muscles, of course) unless perhaps all your friends were just like you.
The promises are high. The headlines beguiling. And you know, to someone working a dreary job or with difficult people what he discusses sound attractive. But a lot of it reminds me of me when I’d discovered I could make lots of money as a PeopleSoft developer. I really had it all – I could work moderately hard for short periods, taking plenty of breaks between contracts, travelling, fast cars, and sleeping with beautiful models. Ok, forget the bit about models, but really, life looked good.
And boy was I happy to let people know this. But when I thought about it, I got into corporate systems because at 18 I wanted to get a job coding and the only suitable job I could find around here was at a corporate. I trained up and, one day, took my skills out onto the open market. But the truth is, I was just lucky. How was I to know, in 1987, that ERP developers would be highly sought after in highly paid roles that the universities were failing to train for? I’d much rather have been a games developer – but truth be told, I wasn’t that good… Good for my wallet and lifestyle, because game coders typically earn less than ERP coders, but this was all pure chance.
In summary, Tim Ferriss is probably little further ahead of the curve than a lottery winner releasing a book called “How To Choose Lottery Numbers and Become Super-Rich Like Me.” That would be patent nonsense, but no more or less manipulative than his own lifestyle guruness.
So when this rich young man tries to pressure me into trying to find more people who can learn about him and adore him by tweeting about his new scheme, I find myself feeling ever so slightly sick. The idea sounds, initially, excellent. But why doesn’t he just give the money directly to charity? Why does he make it into conditional love? Why does he make it feel like a psycho girlfriend or boyfriend who says “if you loved me you’d do it.”
In a way I’d like to be. But I always want to look at the motives behind people. Maybe I’m just an idealist. But if I’m right, it might just dissuade people from posting some of the self-promoting junk that clutters up Twitter, forums and blogs. Not just his junk, but other people’s. There’s a growing tide of the stuff. It’s annoying.
Anyway, just a final call to action – you can follow me on twitter too if you like. I just won’t pay anybody anything. I also promise to try not to sell you anything, or retweet marketing gumph, competition announcements and so on. I may however, complain vehemently about whatever random irritation that cropped into my head that day.
Edited to add a link above to the Tim Ferriss’s blog post on the matter. And tags.