Carphone (Wronghouse) Warehouse

02/04/2012

Idly browsing the web as you do, I stumbled across Carphone Warehouse’s website – http://www.carphonewarehouse.com/mobiles/mobile-phones/APPLE-NEW-IPAD-WIFI-4G-16GB/MONTHLY – where they proudly proclaim that the new iPad from Apple has “Ultrafast 4G LTE”. Looking at the features, it also omits the fact that the product supports 3G.

The interesting thing is though, that the iPad supports 700 & 2100 MHz 4G, not the 800 and 2600MHz bands that the UK will get. Other European countries have some other frequencies, but certainly not those on the current iPad. So, it will not work in the UK or Europe on 4G.

I decided to put Carphone Warehouse to the test, and strolled into my local store in Farnborough and asked the assistant if it would work on 4G, where and when. She assured me that it will work worldwide on 4G, and now in the UK, with the UK networks supporting 4G for the launch of the iPad now. Listen here!

On the 2nd of April, I thought I’d call customer services and inform them – also having tweeted about it over the weekend to @CPWTweets. CPWTweets have said they will get the website corrected and staff informed, but after I had spent a frustrating 16 minutes and five conversations on the phone to Carphone Warehouse – at least two of whose staff claimed that the iPad WILL work in the UK on 4G when the networks launch. As those frequencies are not going to be released by OFCOM, I doubt it very much…

I’ve edited out the various bits of hold music, so this has been reduced to 12 minutes. Listen here!

So Carphone Warehouse have assured me that their misleading website will be corrected within 24 hours. We will see…


Pointless Linguistic Pedantics

20/02/2012

What is the plural of LEGO?
So, what would you say this is? Is it a LEGO, a LEGO brick, a piece of LEGO? I thought about this and got confused.

If it’s a LEGO, then multiple of these could be LEGOs in whatever form.

If it’s a piece of LEGO, then it gets potentially more confusing.

So, now we have this.

If the first was a piece of LEGO, then this might qualifiy as a LEGO.

Some would say it’s LEGOs.

Some would say it’s two LEGO bricks, or two LEGOs.

Now what do we have?

LEGO bricks?

LEGOs? LEGO?

Certainly not a LEGO, because it’s still in pieces, surely.

So, now some bricks are assembled.

If we previously had a piece of LEGO, then this qualifies as a LEGO.

If it’s actually a sub-assembly of a larger model, it could still be a piece of LEGO.

Or, you might just call it LEGO.

Confused?

Personally I’ve always just called it LEGO…


Five Things.

15/03/2009

Well, this seems like a chain challenge, where Kavey challenged Bexxi, and I volunteered to write about five things that Bexxi thought represented me.  She chose :

1. Rugby

I’ve always preferred rugby as a sport, it’s more varied than football somehow. When there is pain, it’s genuine, unlike the annoying ‘professional’ fouls (or falling over) you get in football.  There’s great honour and spirit in rugby, everybody is part of the team, even the hangers on like myself, not just the players.

I got involved in February 2004 with my local team. I was just after a few pictures for competitions, so I found the local side, contacted them and asked if they’d mind me coming up and taking a few pictures. They could have some for their website if I got any that were any good I said.  That was five years, over a hundred games, probably 36,000 images ago. I was quickly adopted as their club photographer, and am now on the committee as press secretary. I’m even writing the reports for the games these days!

Did I get any competition pictures? – not really, only three notable images and those in the last year.  I’ve made lots of friends, got some commercial photography business, weddings and christenings. Voted clubman of the year last year as well!

2. Linguistic Pedantry

Its a shame. No, it’s a shame. The first thing my school did at age five was teach us to read. They maintained that you couldn’t learn to do anything else until you could do that. Consequently, I’m blessed with reasonable spelling and grammar abilities, but also an inherent intolerance of anyone who doesn’t have the same – especially when they think they do. So, I’m an irritating smart arse, and proud of it.

I don’t know about you, but those errors leap off of the page when I see them. Like signs in shops that say “DVD’s”.

3. Alfie

Alfie is a Ragdoll cat. We got her (yes, HER) as a kitten in January, 2007. She’s full of character, very vocal, and grumbles at me when I sneeze.  The breeder told us she was a boy, in fact, the vet confirmed this. We then took her for her castration, and the vet called to say they couldn’t perform the operation as she needed to be spayed! Oh, the trauma I experienced, was it a gay cat, sex change, what was going on???

We’ve had two cats for years, but Dennis, Rosie’s son, died aged six in September 2006 from complications with a urinary tract infection, leaving his mother behind and confused. Rosie was withdrawn, but as soon as Alfie appeared, she sprung back into life again.  Like many cats, life has settled down so that Alfie adores Rosie, but Rosie tolerates Alfie.

Alfie’s claim to fame is probably her modelling for the TFTTF weekly challenges. I just make life hard for myself by including her each week, in a photographic challenge with titles like “Broken”, “Cookies”, some are quite difficult.

4. France = South Kentishire

Thanks Bexxi. I’m going to have to explain my xenophobia. Maybe slightly tongue-in-cheek, maybe slightly for real, you decide.

The French are so incredibly nationalistic, but they are England’s old enemy. Forget the Germans. The French wave the white flag as soon as someone invades, then wait for us to rescue them. They produce cars like Citroen & Peugeot, when the rest of the world manages to make something decent.  They eat molluscs and reptiles for Christ’s sake. We should never have built the tunnel – you know they even argued about what sea level was, because theirs was different to ours? How Concorde ever flew I will never know.

I was once stuck on an Airbus on a Sunday night after someone had reversed some steps into it. The airline were trying to call Airbus engineers to check if the aircraft was safe to fly. Anyone in France working on a Sunday night? No. Get off the plane and onto another one.

As for South Kentishire, I just think this is an ideal name for France. It’s south of Kent, and would make a fine annexe to the UK. We could call the French “Kents”, because that’s actually quite similar to what we call them already.

34-10 is a great score too.

5. Weight Loss

After a routing blood test last year, my liver enzymes were elevated. So, I had more blood tests, stopped drinking, more blood tests, ultrasound, CT scan and finally after six blood tests in total, a liver biopsy. Very, very unpleasant.

Anyway, it turns out that I have Non-Alcoholic Fatty Liver Disease, or NAFLD for short. Emphasis on the non-alcoholic please!

The problem is that fatty deposits on the liver can cause scarring, and then cirrhosis, then liver failure. Meanwhile, the liver produces excess iron which can overload other organs in the body, causing lots of other nasty problems. Apparently, with the modern diet, one in five people have a fatty liver, and are at risk of getting NAFLD and complications.

The cure is to lose weight. Doctor’s orders are no red meat, no booze, no carbohydrates. So, what this means is a diet of chicken, fish and vegetables. No bread, no rice, no potatoes.

Join a gym and the weight falls off. I need to lose 2Kg a month for six months. So far, I have lost about seven kilos after as many weeks. I feel better, don’t get out of breath so easily, and my knees which have given me trouble for years, complain less now they don’t have to haul my lardy arse about quite so much.

So, Bexxi, that’s it for now. I bet I’ll read this tomorrow and think of a load more (and spot some typos).

If anyone reads this and would like to continue the challenge, let me know, and I’ll give you five things – as long as I know you well enough of course!