Monday, May 15, 2006

Mr Cab Driver

I spent ages carefully choosing "Flight Plan" last night as most of my choices involved deaths/dying and I wanted to let Mrs A escape into a movie for a wee while without being reminded.First scene in Flight plan is set in a morgue!! Arggghhhh! We had a laugh when I told her that but I think the reality of losing her Mum is just sinking in and there were plenty of tears last night too. We did both enjoy the film though.

After Mrs A had gone to bed I played a hour of poker at a .15-.30 6 max table and left the table 6c better off.I bought in for the max $30 and a lucky catch from Mr 86% vip saw me reloading for $12 fairly quickly before earning my .06 profit! I stayed because I was sure the big fish at the table would donate and though he did eventually lose his stack it wasn't to me.

As I mentioned in yesterdays comments I think I will probably opt for a standard $50 sng at Pokerroom although after Jestocosts mention of the European Daily I'm currrently keep an eye on it to see how many play it and what the total prize pool is.

I was so tired today I almost felt dizzy at times so tonight I'll play the Laddys raked hands freeroll but don't intend playing much poker after that.

Not much else happening today in Acorn land.Had fun when I stopped at the traffic lights tonight on the way home.I heard the car next to me revving it's engine and inching forward.I glanced across and there were two young lads in their pimped ride eagerly awaiting the lights changing to green so they could shoot off.Now I'm far too mature to get involved in that kind of nonsense so as soon as the lights changed I hit the gas and left the wee fuckers trailing in my wake.I had time to slow down and pull into a garage for petrol just as they caught up and sounded their pimped horn as they passed.

Strange how when I was younger I pushed crappy cars to the limit and enjoyed racing around the country roads whenever I got the chance yet when I finally buy a powerful beast of a car I drive it like a Grandad most of the time!

Lifted this from Jack Malverns article in todays Times. Read then enjoy the clip.The look on his face is priceless! Worth reading.

The Times
May 13, 2006
BBC falls for 'expert' cabbie's banter:
The driver was interviewed on TV after being mistaken for a specialist on music downloading
It was not until midway through the live television interview that the BBC interviewer started to grow suspicious. The man whom she believed to be an expert on internet music downloads seemed to know precious little about his subject.

Not only that, but the stocky black man with the strong French accent bore little resemblance to the picture on the expert’s website, which showed a slim white man with blue eyes and blond hair.

The corporation’s News 24 channel apologised to its viewers yesterday and admitted that its interviewee was not Guy Kewney, the respected editor of, but a local taxi driver.

The cabbie, who is better qualified to talk about traffic jams in Shepherds Bush, answered questions for several minutes on Apple Computer’s victory at the High Court against Apple Corps, the record label for the Beatles, The Times has learnt.

Karen Bowerman, the BBC’s consumer affairs correspondent, asked the driver what the implications were for Apple Computer, which is allowed to continue using its name and symbol for its iTunes music download service. He gave a rambling answer about how people would be able to download songs at internet cafés.

Ms Bowerman was nonplussed, but persisted. What about Apple? “I don’t know,” the driver replied. “I’m not at all sure what I’m doing here.”

It later emerged that the driver had been waiting for a client at the BBC Television Centre in West London, when a studio manager mistook him for the expert.
Confused but co-operative, he agreed to follow the manager to a studio, where he was promptly fitted with a microphone and placed in front of a camera.

Mr Kewney, meanwhile, was still waiting in reception when he saw the taxi driver being introduced under his name. “Anybody would have been fascinated to see me introduced live on air, as the expert witness in the studio,” he wrote on his weblog. “Me? Not fascinated; astonished! What would you feel, if, while you were sitting in that rather chilly reception area, you suddenly saw yourself — not sitting in reception, but live, on TV?” He added that it was especially surprising because the man, who spoke with a French accent, looked nothing like him. “I’m not black. I’m not-black on a startling scale; I’m fair-haired, blue-eyed, prominent-nosed, and with the sort of pale skin that makes my dermatologist wince each time I complain about an itchy mole.”

He was amused at first, but realised that anyone watching would think he knew next to nothing about Apple Computer, online music or The Beatles.
When the driver was asked how the interview went, he replied: “Well, it was OK, but I was a bit rushed.”

He had been waiting at reception when the studio manager arrived to ask for Mr Kewney. The driver, whose visitor’s badge was marked with Mr Kewney’s name, raised his hand. According to Mr Kewney, the stage manager said: “To be honest, I did think it couldn’t be you. I mean, I’ve seen your picture on your website, and he didn’t look like you. So I asked him who he was, and he said, ‘Guy Kewney’ and I said, ‘Are you really Guy Kewney?’ and he said, ‘Yes’.”
The driver’s sang-froid slipped only when Ms Bowerman introduced him. In a video clip, which BBC staff can access through the corporation’s Jupiter cuttings system, a moment of realisation flashes across the man’s face. “Unfortunately we did make a mistake and the wrong guest was briefly interviewed on air before we cut to our reporter,” a spokeswoman said. “We apologise to viewers for any confusion.”


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