Be Excellent To Each Other

This is a bit of a long shot, but thought I might as well ask.

Somewhere in North/North West London, Maybe Kensal Green, Willesden, that type of area, there is a car mechanics/garage with a large wall mural on the side. It has been there for as long as I can remember, since the 80s.

The mural is of three people, the centre person is Sandi Toksvig. The other two people are both men. I am about 99% certain that I remember reading they were her co-stars on one program or another, but I cannot remember which program it was. It wasn't number 73 as I am pretty sure that neither of the men was Neil Buchanan.

I am sure I once read something about this on Google, but now cant find anything. Does anyone happen, just happen, to know what I am talking about? Has anyone else ever seen it?

I have sent a message to her sister on twitter.

Can't find anything on Google. I suppose if it's still there, you could traipse around on Google Street View.

I'm actually not quite sure what part of London it is. I know the general area, but not well enough to find my way around, and the general area is too wide for me to take a guess at.

HOWEVER someone on Twitter knows the garage! I shall find out mire details tomorrow!

You see, otherwise I would have suggested captain mullet from this clip:

Ok, so apparently the woman who owned the garage worked with Sandi Toksvig on Sorry I Haven't A Clue, hence the giant mural.

Sandi Toksvig's sister has no idea what I am talking about but would love further details. I have asked for more info on the exact area from Twitterer who knows what I am talking about.

I know I am the only person in the world who cares about this, but it is annoying me that the Google does not know this very important thing...

This is a highly excellent quest, by the way


Also: stupid autocorrect.

Finally someone sympathises. I also can't stop watching Chinny's clip. I am right in thinking that kids' TV was just brilliant back then, aren't I? It wasn't belittling.

Anyway... some excitement in today's searches where I typed my queries back into a Google with a slightly more awake brain and there were LOADS of results. My eyes widened and then I noticed that they were all what i had written both on here and on Twitter




Yes, blame autocorrect. I mean... all your words were so nearly correct.

Why do cats lose hair like they've got male pattern baldness?

I'm sat at my desk and Nutmeg just jumped up on to my lap for a bit of fuss. 5 minutes later she jumps off and I look like I've gained a fur coat.

Why would you know that? How many balding men have laid their heads in your lap, exactly?

Zing!

I wasn't always a website programmer, Mimi

Not much, to be honest: what little I have known, I have forgotten. The maths/numbers parts is always the stumbling block. Then again I don't know what language is best to start with, if any (is HTML a programming language?)

No, HTML is just markup, more like grammar to regular language.

Honestly, I've rarely had to do any maths in any of the programming I've done. It depends what you're trying to do, of course (what sort of stuff do you want?), but programming does not necessarily mean maths.

Depends what you mean by maths. A good understanding of logic is a requirement for most programming tasks.

Naming Ceremony was lovely. Done me some drinking and some science with helium gallons and stuff. Pleased to report that gravity is functioning as it should. FiL has said barely 60 words to me so far, since arrival at 3pm yesterday.

Went to derbyshire countryside YAY
Weather was shit for photos BOO
My dad tried my dslr and he decided Do Want and is going to let me go to jessops and pick one for him. photobuddy with a car YAY
He has thrown away his rare Olympus slr with the lenses BOO
My dog vomited all over my mother's car boot BOO/YAY

Went to Maplin and bought new speakers for my gaming corner*. Outrun now sounds lovely. Hooray!

Sadly they are 3mm too high to fit where I want them to go. Booo!

Not sure what to do now. They're nothing fancy but better than the cheapie Dell ones I was using.

* Currently only the Revo PC can use the speakers but I am sure I can fashion something..

So I loaded up a random playlist from my 80s folder, went downstairs (wireless headphones) and was bopping along merilly then suddenly....
"wheer no strangers to loooove you know the rhules and so do Iiiiy..."

BOO.

Angle grinder?

Rest of the day passed off without any great incident. Apart from A LOT of drinking, a pub quiz, a gothy barmaid with astonishing boobs, and explaining to the father in law at 1am how I was intending to purchase Buxton FC as I just read a book about running a football club. Currently feel lots under the weather.

What is it with you and barmaids, Mali?

Apparently the bank have refused our Olympics ticket payment. Should be plenty of money in there, so I'm betting on "not our normal expenditure pattern". Dicks. Have to resolve by thursday when they'll try one last time.

I'm betting it's because they bring him booze and he has simple needs.

They think it is great that "I stopped a career as a racing driver to go and volunteer at the animal hospital, as that's what's most important. Do you have any pets? No way! I've a dog/cat/dinosaur like that, too! Here's a picture on my phone! Awesome!" and so on. Given my interactions with the 18-25 female demographic is almost exclusively paying them to bring me booze or to take their clothes off, I don't want to appear totally shallow.

Or maybe its because I put the wrong card expiry date in. Fuck.

I HAZ LIMPIC TIXETZ

(But you're still a dick - Mrs Tart)

how many and how $much ?

No idea. After the earlier farago, I called up and claimed my card had been stolen, and gave the same details (with the right expiry date). Man confirmed payment had been authorised over the phone but his system can't even see the amount. It's locked out to prevent people phoning just to ask.

Words can't express how little I want to be in work today.

Turn them sideways?

Me, too. I just want to spend some time in my house when I'm not asleep. Also, my router is broken.

2 pigeons are trapped on the balcony opuotside at work due to the netting. This is superior to doing accounts at the moment.

After last week's episode of my Friend's boyfriend telling a whole table at a wedding how he photoshopped "a few" photos of her to "make her look five years younger" as he "wishes he was with her then", he's just had a massive go at her for tagging him in facebook photos of the wedding and told her she needs to "slim down". I'm absolutely furious.

Hmm

Is the friend YOU, MAliA.

He sounds like a tool.

Ain't me, I'm shit at Photoshop.

God dammit Zardoz, how many times have I got to tell you.

Generally I love my job, but there is one customer of ours that is bringing me closer each day to a deadly machine gun rampage around a certain chain of pawnbrokers in London.

Vague enough details that you can't be traced please. I'm bored for the last 15 minutes at work.

Ah, my employer provides software for a certain area of retail. Most of our customers are quite small, indie affairs and very easy to deal with. One is a chain based in London that uses:

a) a third party IT partner
b) almost entirely foreign staff with exceptionally poor English

Most of the time we use logmein.com for remote access to our customers so that they can show us what problems they're having with our software and systems, then we can take over and fix it. With this lot, the 3rd party IT firm initially insisted we use RDP to access each PC in each branch, and that we had a separate login to use for this access. This, of course, means when we log in to a PC there, we get given an entirely different desktop session to what the actual users there get, meaning that not only can they not show us the problems they're having, the problems often only affect their login and not the one we're having to use.

Eventually we had to tell them we couldn't provide service for them whilst things were like this, and they've now changed to logmein.com. Except now they keep changing the login credentials to access their systems without telling us what the new details are. Or they have such a laughably piss-poor network that we get thrown off of a PC within half a second of logging on to it. Or they'll radically change the network setup in a branch without telling us, breaking the network connections our software needs to work. Or they'll randomly spring clean hard drives and delete vital files for our software.

Dealing with them is a nightmare - a call from them turning up in your queue. And all their IT problems are always blamed on us and not the fuckwits they pay to break everything for them. And the icing on the cake is that the staff in their branches are the rudest cunts ever, when you can understand what on Earth it is they're saying.

Guess which customer I'm dealing with at the moment!

Doc, I have noticed your subtitle says Least Rocker.

I demand it be changed to Most Rocker.

If I were Most Rocker I'd be a mod, innit.

Most. Rocker.

Or, at the very least, Much Rocker.

Moist Rocker.

>TOKSVIG MURAL UPDATE REQUEST