I’m so old…

I met my other youngfella the other day for the first time – he’s sixteen, so that must mean I’m a hundred and eighty three – and he forced me to install WoW on my rig, completely against my will and despite rigorous protestations. (I said “I’m not really a gamer”, and later sighed dramatically.)

So I watched while he showed me the ropes, taking nothing in, and today I logged in for the first time on my own and proceeded to suck monkey nuts at it. I don’t really know how to fight, for example, and I’m guessing that’s kind of important. So I’ve logged out, and now I’m reading the Getting Started part of the manual. I’m so old…

James, you’re a gamer, where’s the Autopilot key?

British prawns go to China to be shelled

Market Kitchen had a piece last night where presenters and guests got to nominate environmentally unfriendly foodstuffs for their recycle bin. When Arthur Potts Dawson nominated bottled water I thought it was going to be a dull piece, but then Matt Tebbutt nominated Dawnfresh prawns. I couldn’t believe my ears and had to look for details, and T helped me find this piece in the Times about it:

Dawnfresh, a Scottish seafood company that supplies supermarkets and other large retailers, cut 70 jobs last year after deciding to ship its scampi more than 5,000 miles to China to be shelled by hand, then shipped back to the River Clyde in Scotland and breaded for sale in Britain.

The company said it was forced to make the move by commercial pressures. “This seems a bizarre thing to do but the reality is that the numbers don’t stack up any other way,” said Andrew Stapley, a director. “We are not the first in the industry to have had to do this. Sadly, it’s cheaper to process overseas than in the UK and companies like us are having to do this to remain competitive.”

Is that not one of the most ridiculous and disgusting thing you’ve ever heard?

MMM: Aston Martin Rapide

Lovely as the Rapide is – although the name is very Skoda-like – you have to wonder if Aston Martin is going to chase the coat tails of the DB9 into infinty, or actually come up with a new design at some point.

Aston Martin Rapide

MMM: Redneck Ingenuity

Hey, I’m just copying the title from Autoblog. Besides, I’m a culshie these days, I reckon that excuses me. Must learn the banjo.