The Airport Express is a marvelous idea, & by all accounts is a doddle to set up. As part of a wireless network it can fulfill many functions – hub, access point, network extender, print server – but I’m willing to bet that most purchasers are like me and simply want to stream their iTunes library to the main stereo. Once it’s configured iTunes can be be directed to it and by simple means of a 3.5mm jack to phono cable routes music through the proper amp and on to those Kef Q35.2s which have languished unused since the previously reported sad demise. As an added bonus there’s an iPhone app thatĀ  can control iTune remotely.

In theory all that’s needed is to plug it in, tell the network it’s an authorised device & off we go. Like hell. Three days later and I’m finally getting music out, but at a cost. The first problem is that my main router is a BT HomeHub, which let’s be honest is crap. After much swearing and resetting I isolated the problem to network security; I was using 64-bit WEP (which is pretty punkass, to be fair) and there wasn’t a matching setting on the AE. Figuring that now may be the time to up the security to WPA I did so but committed the schoolboy error of doing so from a wireless connection. Which was only configured for WEP. Not my brightest moment.

One day later & with No. 1 daughter’s laptop I still failed to connect, so did what I was trained to do & took everything back to first principles. Which meant temporarily running a wireless network with absolutely no security. What would my geek mates & their military level DMZs say, I wonder? At which point the AE connected happily, so we’re on the right lines.

Time to get the Mac back on the network – with a cable – and step up to WPA via WEP. This involved a 63 digit alphanumeric key rather than a 10-digit one, so a visit to GRC with much copying & pasting ensued. Mac connected ok, as did the AE, so it was smiles all round until the rest of the family realised that their internet connection was dead. They made their feelings suitably felt and I shared their pain when it became apparent that the Remote app was useless since the iPhone was still without WPA and typing 63 digits accurately on a virtual keyboard is no picnic, let me tell you.

Still, the AE no longer has a flashing amber light (bad) but a solid green one (good). And here it is:

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Now just two laptops, a PS3 & a Wii to get back online. But it’s all beenĀ  worth it.

Seemed appropriate to post this here, but I despair …

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My first rogue apostrophe capture, from no less an institution than the Natural History Museum. At the end of the dinosaur exhibit there are a selection of toy dinosaurs through the ages and a small label referring interested observers to the shop where some of the items can be bought.

But sadly it refers to the ‘museum’s shop’s’. I assume that it means the shops belonging to the museum but working that out is a bit tortuous. After a few days I did, in a nice way, email the museum to point this out and got a very nice reply thanking me for my interest and blaming temporary staff. They say that they’d sort it out but that it would take a week or so. Next time I’m in the area I’ll see if they meant it …

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This is probably how Tippex came to be invented.

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Sign at Crich Tramway Museum, September 2009.

  • Drove to work accompanied by the Notorious BIG. I suspect that rap is a musical genre I will never understand. #
  • Doesn't bode well, does it?
    http://twitpic.com/i12wb #
  • Sister's firstborn getting married today, the first family wedding after a run of six funerals. #
  • Daughters not overly impressed with today's family outing.
    http://twitpic.com/ifxzl #
  • It tells a story when cars of your youth are now museum pieces.
    http://twitpic.com/ig0b4 #

In the same way that I was determined not to become a Mac zealot when I bought my first iMac G4 (I failed), I was intent upon not letting my annoyance with abused apostrophes become ‘a thing’; it doesn’t matter, right? The English language is a beautiful and fluid thing, and in the process of evolving can accommodate many inaccuracies. Bollocks. It’s not hard people, learn the rules and you might actually write what you mean. So here’s a whole new thread. I’ll record instances of apostrophological* ignorance and I’ll hopefully feel better, and be slightly less grumpy old man angry.

But I doubt it.

*Now I’m really pissed off. I just made that word up, and it’s real.

  • … gay. #
  • The lines are closed, the votes have been counted and verified, and my new Nike Rifts are … (artificial pause) … #
  • Just bounced around the kitchen to The Photos & 'Barbarellas' on BBC 6. #
  • Wasp stings really,really hurt. I have clearly been lying to my kids and they are now free to panic in their presence. #
  • My new Nike Rifts are NOT gay. http://twitpic.com/gpp4f #
  • Should the toy budget go on Guitar Hero Metallica or Rock Band Beatles? Not a huge Beatles fan but I'm liking the violin bass controller. #
  • I no longer understand the world I live in. http://twitpic.com/glxnx #
  • New school shoes cost how HOW MUCH? #
  • The Alphas exist, and they all work at Meadowhall's Frankie & Benny's. #
  • Sophie in cute blonde girl wins Big Brother shocker. #
  • The Durutti Column – genius or tedious? You decide … #
  • About time too. http://twitpic.com/g73q2 #

Towards the end of the holiday there was something close to a pre-flight check before starting off. 240 volt power? Check. Mac on & webcam running? Check. GPS with new batteries, switched and locked on? Check. One result of which was a set of trails stored on the Triton mapping various days, including through Harecastle tunnel, which were later to be mapped properly.

In due course we came home and I plugged the Triton in to the laptop to be offered a firmware update. Of course I want a firmware update, I’m that kind of guy, but given that I wasn’t concentrating it would have been nice for the Magellan software to remind me that this would twat any existing data on the device. Which of course happened and all my carefully recorded trails disappeared into the ether.

I really should have known better. What a fucking dick.

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