An Open Letter to Strongbow Cider
Strongbow‘s website is broken and I’m unable to email them, so instead, please read this aloud in your most quintessentially British voice.
Strongbow‘s website is broken and I’m unable to email them, so instead, please read this aloud in your most quintessentially British voice.
I have never been as happy with a piece of electronics as I am with my iPhone. It is the finest example I know of a device which is superior because it performs its limited functions astoundingly well, rather than many functions badly. The absent features (picture messages, sending texts to multiple recipients, an RSS reader…) are simply irrelevant in day to day use when the remaining experience is so good. I said good, not perfect, by the way.
The blog design has made it’s first nervous steps out of default HTML styling. I’ve worked out the grid, I’ve got placeholders for some new content and most of the mark-up has been tidied up quite neatly.
The weeks roll by and those of us in the UK are slowly but inevitably discovering that everybody in the country is actually in possession of everybody else’s confidential information; all of which was accidentally printed onto the inside of seventy-five million packets of Kellogg’s Rice Krispies. I’m more aware than ever of the technological generation gap. It’s growing rapidly and the haves and have-nots in technical competence are heading for a clash.