Monthly Archives: August 2003

Technical writing

When I am on my own, less often otherwise, I eat kippers. This morning, I finally mastered the technique, from Jane Grigson, of eating them without any bones at all. Her instructions were illustrated with diagrams. I were setting a … Continue reading Continue reading

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A sense of proportion

There’s a (good and interesting) story on Cnet about a man who makes the best guitar strings in the world, and switched to Linux after being busted by the BSA. It wasn’t the money he minded; it was the subsequent … Continue reading Continue reading

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Lossily compressed article

Someone just rang me up from a newspaper that shall be nameless, asking for a piece on the sobig worm. I said, which is true, that I am too busy today. It is also true that I have no ideas … Continue reading Continue reading

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another publication

one of the reasons I started this blog was that I was doing very little journalism at the time, being wrapped up like laocöon in worms, tiny, horny, hermaphroditic worms. So I needed to keep up my chops on short … Continue reading Continue reading

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I’ll never go offline again

Google now has a built-in calculator. It almost speaks english: see the example that converts teaspoons to decilitres. I might even discover what Americans mean by ‘cups’. Continue reading

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the trolls are done

At last: the whole story runs as one page. Continue reading

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Back again

There’s been a huge amount happened to me while I’ve been away, some of it very good; I have caught and eaten the world’s most expensive trout (another story); finished the Selma Lagerlöf translation, and read a great many other … Continue reading Continue reading

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And if I can’t catch masses of grayling

I’m sure I’ll find evidence that the Norwegians have a program to produce them. Continue reading

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Gone fishing

All operations are suspended for the next ten days while I pursue intensive researches into the grayling of the Ljöra and the Trysil. Continue reading

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