I've got a Siri speaker. All the cool kids think voice is the next big interface thing, so I want to give it a go.
I'm a bit spooked by the the privacy implications, but that is one area where Apple are a fair bit better than the others - as they genuinely don't make their money out of data (they make it out of charging three times as much as everyone else for a speaker that can turn the lights on).
......and then making it obsolete within 3 weeks of product launch so the lights will stay on permanently unless you upgrade. Oh and all the proprietary not compatible with anything else peripherals you HAVE to have.
Or is that all a bit 2006 and I'm terribly out of touch?
Yes The Daily Mail. Good shout And he fought for our country in Borneo in the 60's. They'll be f*cking falling over themselves to be outraged. Should also add a few quid to myself and my mum's clear entitlement to £££'s in damages.
A letter addressed to Seán Snr from NHS Trust Lincoln County Hospital with some sort questionairre asking him how his care had been.
I'm tempted to phone them and say something along the lines of "Well, it was OK, but if I'm honest, you lose a lot of points for moving me twice in middle of the night to a different wards with no explanation or notification to my wife, leaving her to have to 'track me down' herself the next day on both occasions, and to top that off I'm f*cking dead now, you bunch of c*nts".
I understand these things happen, and that the letter thing is some of automated thing, but as he was in there specifically (eventually) receiving end of life care it's a bit of f*ck up, really.
I had a potentially heart attack inducing massively over filled staffordshire oatcake with bacon sausage and fried eggs. I couldn't finish it.
I dodn't have the heart to refuse when Mrs. Seán Snr does such things at the moment, but I may as well be on a constant diet of deep fried in batter lard sandwiches. I will have have a tactful word, however., ungrateful c*nt that I am.
Whenever I stayed here previously I always sorted my own dinner etc etc as I feared a collapse of arteries and major organ failure, but at the moment being she's mightily offended if I do my own thing so I'm doing the other practical stuff instead while she slowly kills me with cholesterol. She's very old school, bless her. Maybe I should invite Tricky round. She doesn't much care who she force feeds if I'm honest.