Posts by TRT

Re: The question begged is...

Well, what we are talking about in privy terms is the latest in front wall fresh air orifices combined with a wide capacity gutter installation below.

Well... same here. Shocked that after the last outage they didn't build geodispersed routes into the plan.

Re: IPv6 should have taken off by now

As I understand it, the UN suggestion is effectively a global and permanent IPv4<->IPv6 tunnel.

Re: The reason for lack of IPv6 adopton

Hm... faster by design? Or a separate stack which is practically empty all of the time?

Re: A different solution

IPvX? Is that a Netware protocol?

Re: IPv7?

IPv8. Skips a generation you see.

UN

United

Nations

Information

Technology

Chap with 32 bits there... five rounds rapid.

Re: balanced fact based reporting please

eMail. Written evidence. Even if the person HAD asked that their colleagues be informed about the nature of their illness, and then done an about face, as a manager they should have insisted on a WRITTEN confirmation of the non-confidentiality, otherwise it is by default a confidential matter.

Re: Password == root???!!!

When figuring out a password storage methodology, you'd think that they'd at least add some salt to Pepper.

Godzilla is there to sort it out.

Re: Fiat 500

I didn't actually get to try that. Odd. I thought it was under 10m for both the Fiat and the Smart 4 4. The Rover's was a shade under 11m, the Pious is 11 point something. It doesn't seem to make that much difference, to be honest. The length does, though. The Pious is a total ball ache to fit into most on-street bays around London.

Re: Hazard creation

There was one of those Negligence Claims companies operating from an office block in Stanmore next to the tube station. Their sign, about three feet high made from perspex and aluminium shaped into chunky illuminated 3D letters, for months had the letter C swinging in the breeze held up by one remaining screw. Now if that had fallen on someone's head, they'd have had a claim for being injured in an accident that wasn't their fault.

Re: Fiat 500

Fair comment. I'm glad I didn't go for one really. I thought the drive was OK, not quite as good as my Rover Metro, I also tried a Smart car which was utter shite - the automatic shift was all at the wrong ratios, but it turns out that if you tried to use it in manual there was no power at all at the point you would usually change. I couldn't actually find the engine's power band, it just didn't seem to have any at all.I ended up with a Pious, which oddly drives exactly the same as the Rover Auto excepting it's almost twice the length.

Fiat 500

Do you have specifics on that? I tried one in 2009, and rejected it due to the seating configuration which was really basic and basically crap for load carrying - you'd wreck anything that sat over the hinges - but on the whole it wasn't too bad for a little city runabout, albeit at the higher end of the price bracket.

Re: Orange Safety Gear.

If one were to blend into the colour of the walls, of course...

Re: Hazard creation

I had to fill out the accident book when the old lighting panels in the corridor were switched to LED. The old fixtures were left on top of a trolley in the corridor, and I happened to pass by at the exact moment that someone came out of a side door, so I half-stepped to the right and sliced a good three inch long cut into my arm from the lethally sharp corner of the old fixture.

Two days later, the trolley was still there, still piled high with razor sharp fixtures, but now the corridor was even more narrowed down by a little line of newly purchased plastic figures linking arms with the words "Danger - men working overhead" emblazoned on their torsos.

Queue a complaint from the diversity champion that the figures displayed a gross and implicit gender bias.

Queue a complaint from the H&S rep who pointed out that if the overhead work was actually a danger then the risk assessment should have been filed, and a more appropriate mitigation strategy might be a partial closure of the building. Had this risk in fact been classified as a hazard rather than a danger?

Next week the trolley was gone and the working practice had been changed to "Take the old fixtures down to the skip straight away instead of leaving them in the corridor."

Now the next task... persuading them to sweep the corridor properly and check the operation of the automatic firedoors daily before clocking off - they seemed to care little if they dropped a screw during the fixture change and that screw got kicked along the corridor until it wedged under the firedoor stopping them from closing properly, as was revealed by the weekly test.

Re: Bah!

Skidmarks may well be involved in testing a car with poor brakes.

Re: Counting things that have unique IDs

Baaaaa coded.

Re: however there are very few options

In the shop, look interested and excited as you ask the salesbot what applications come preinstalled with the phone. Let them rattle off the list, demonstrating on screen as they go, then say with a disappointed "Oh.", "Well, I don't do any of that crap, and I don't want it preinstalled on my phone. Do you have one without all of that on it?"

And when they say no, thank them politely and walk out of the door. You might want to ask them if they earn anything from sales commission at some point.

Re: ...and did he have both his legs?

Ah! He had a woman's legs! I'll wager those legs have never ...

The boy stood on the burning deck,

Whence all but he had fled;

The flame that lit the battle’s wreck,

Shone round him o’er the dead.

Yet beautiful and bright he stood,

As born to rule the storm;

A creature of heroic blood,

A proud, though childlike form.

The flames rolled on – he would not go,

Without his father’s word;

That father, faint in death below,

His voice no longer heard.

He called aloud – ‘Say, father, say

If yet my task is done?’

He knew not that the chieftain lay

Unconscious of his son.

‘Speak, father!’ once again he cried,

‘If I may yet be gone!’

– And but the booming shots replied,

And fast the flames rolled on.

Upon his brow he felt their breath

And in his waving hair;

And look’d from that lone post of death,

In still yet brave despair.

And shouted but once more aloud,

‘My father! must I stay?’

While o’er him fast, through sail and shroud,

The wreathing fires made way.

They wrapped the ship in splendour wild,

They caught the flag on high,

And streamed above the gallant child,

Like banners in the sky.

There came a burst of thunder sound –

The boy – oh! where was he?

Ask of the winds that far around

With fragments strewed the sea!

With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,

That well had borne their part,

But the noblest thing which perished there,

Was that young faithful heart.