reMarkable review

I've had my reMarkable Paper Pro Move for just over 6 weeks now, so how's it going?

It's had a good tryout: taking notes at a science fiction convention, on a couple of plane trips, and on a train journey.

My first serious use was at the science fiction convention.  The note taking went well, but I was surprised at the short battery life (about half a day of full on writing), given it is advertised to last much longer.  However, the convention rooms are typically dimmed to make it easier to see the speakers, and so I needed to use the backlight to see what I was doing, and this does drain the battery quite quickly.  The plane rides and train journey were much brighter, and I could easily take notes without using the backlight, and the battery seeming lasts forever then.  On those journeys I was mainly using it to take notes on a non-fiction book I was reading, and to sketch some diagrams when thinking about some technical ideas.  It's a bit small for sketching, but okay for simple figures.

At the convention, I was taking notes seated without anything to rest the notebook on.  Its small size was helpful here, as it is easily graspable.  After several hours of holding it, however, it does start to bite into my fingers.  On the planes and train, I could use the "table" provided, and it was fine.  The train was a little shaky at times, and so the erase option was put to good use!

There are several pen tools avaialable: ball-point, fineliner, calligraphy, marker, pencil, brush, highlighter, shader, each in different thicknesses, each with a different behaviour.  There are also several page backgrounds: plain, lined, squared.  I played around a bit, and eventually settled on the medium thickness fineliner on narrow lined paper for ordinary writing.  

The writing feel is good, but, despite the advertising, I would not say that it feels just like writing on paper, unless maybe you are writing on a single sheet of thin paper on a hard surface.  It's certainly not like writing in a notebook.  But it's also certainly far superior to writing with a stylus on a tablet.  

One issue for me is that the marker attaches magnetically to the right side of the notebook.  I'm left-handed.  So if I want to take notes intermittently (which I do particularly when reading), I can either lay the marker down and potentially lose it, or keep reaching across the device to attach and detach it.  However, as a lefty I am totally used to the world not being built for me in so many ways that this is a relatively minor inconvenience.

It's easy to add folders, notes, new pages to notes, and to rename and rearrange things.  Having some structure is better than having a bunch of random notes in a heap.

There's a handwriting to text conversion feature.  This is surprisingly good, given I have notoriously bad handwriting.  (I am expecting/hoping that my handwriting might improve after using this for a while, just so that I can exploit the conversion more easily.)  It doesn't always work, but occasionally it works when even I can't easily read what I have written!  But if you use the conversion and it mis-converts things, it can tricky to recover what the reality was.  To get round this, I use the desktop app on my PC.  The notebook syncs with this very smoothly.  On the PC, I go to the handwritten page, convert to text, ctrl-A ctrl-C ctrl-Z, so I have selected and copied all the text then immediately reverted to the handwriting form.  I paste the text into the relevant Evernote or Obsidan note, then lightly edit where needed, referring back to the handwritten version if required. I keep the handwritten form on the notebook.  (If you don't ctrl-Z to undo the conversion immediately, you can't get it back later.)

This desktop app and accompanying cloud storage requires a subscription.  Buying 2 years at a time works out to £2.99/month.  Whether you want this depends on whether you are happy to risk keeping your notes on the notebook without backup.  I, on the other hand, backup my backups.

There are some online tutorials on the product website, ranging from introductory (how to make folders and notes) to more advanced (how to use it in various scenarios, none of which are relevant to me, however).

So, overall, I am definitely happy with this.  It isn't perfect, but then paper isn't perfect either.  It's very light and portable, easy to use, a good feel to the writing process, and the handwriting recognition means the end of transcribing notes.  I will continue to use my laptop for taking notes in seminars and lectures (I can type faster than I can write legibly), and ordinary paper for sketching larger diagrams at home.  But for notes on the go, this is the device for me.

view from an Erice accomodation window

I flew to Palermo this afternoon, for the third workshop on unconventional computing (the previous ones were in 2022 and 2024).  I drove to Stansted airport, to what my SatNav called the "Stansted short. Stay green car park"

The weather while queuing to get on the plane was significantly better than the last time I flew, in February.

The plane right next to the one I am boarding, with another plane in flight behind it, all against a lovely blue sky

It was dark by the time I got to Palermo, where I was fingerprinted and flash photographed at passport control for the EU's new EES (Entry/Exit system).

It was even darker by the time I got to Erice (although it was nowhere near as late as the first time I came here!), but the view from my room window was all the more beautiful for that.

The workshop starts tomorrow.

round and round and round it goes

I saw a strange bent cloud out the window, and when I looked closer, it looked even stranger:

Strange that is, unless you've spotted the aeroplanes flying in circles in the sky around here, which is a common sight (even more common recently, for some reason...)  

I've never seen them leave circular con trails before, however.

view from a London hotel window

I had a very productive and enjoyable time at the ALICE workshop in Copenhagen, working with a great team, modifying and using a system that modifies its own programming language.  We hope to get a paper out of it.  Watch this space!

Unfortunately, the last day of the Workshop clashed with a prior engagement in London: Astrofest 2026.  So I left Copenhagen on the last flight out on Thursday evening.  I knew this was a risky decision at the best of times, and then it started snowing...

The flight was delayed by two hours.

In the queue to board.  Brrr.

That meant I missed the last train from Stansted to London.  Saved by National Express!  I got a coach to Paddington.  I felt very 21st Century as I sat on the coach and used my Greater Anglia app on my phone to cancel my rail ticket and request a refund, for which I was charged £5.

I got to Paddington after 2am: the tube was shut, and there were no taxis.  I downloaded a taxi app (not Uber), and summoned a black cab.  That took me to my hotel off Kensington High Street (and cost more than my coach fare from Stansted).  

I arrived at 3am (4am Copenhagen time), but I arrived.  Five hours sleep, then breakfast (and a photo out of the window) ready for a day of astronomy talks.  

no snow!

The talks were very good, covering the JUICE mission, the Herschel telescope, the Square Kilometre Array (and its relationship to K-Pop; yes, really!), landscape astrophotography (marvellous photos), the history of Guillaume Le Gentil's tragi-comic failure to witness two transits of Venus, and galaxies in 3D (I thought the Hubble Deep field photos were mind-blowing enough; seeing them in 3D takes that experience to another level).

Well worth the travel hassle.  And more tomorrow!

view from a Copenhagen hotel window

I arrived in Copenhagen last night for the ALICE (Artificial Life, Intelligence, Complexity and Evolution) workshop. I'm staying in the same hotel I stayed in 18 months ago, for the Artificial Life conference.  This time, I asked for a room without a staircase up to the bed, since I did not enjoy descending it (particularly in the middle of the night, in the dark, half asleep).  I got a room without a staircase, but still with a slight obstacle course:

The bathroom door is where I am standing; the bed is up the step and round the corner.

I arrived last night an hour later than scheduled, as it is windy (and snowy, and cold) in Copenhagen, so my flight was delayed waiting for the one runway still in operation.

The view from my window this morning illustrates the cold.

Most of the snow has been cleared away, leaving a good walking surface, and it is only a 5 minute walk to the venue.  I have brought extra layers, a hat, scarf, and gloves.  I will survive.

After ALife

My colleague and I travelled back to Tokyo on the bullet train this morning.  I had quite a bit of time before my flight, so he suggested we visit Electric Town.  We took a local train, then searched for some empty luggage lockers so we wouldn't have to wheel suitcases around.  All the coin-operated ones we found were full.  But we did find an alternative.

A very nice gentleman took our bags and gave us a ticket.

Divested of luggage, we walked around, marvelling at the sheer variety of stores selling everything electrical, electronic, technical, cutesy twee, and much that was unidentifiable.

A huuuge multistorey shop sold large expensive items, including mega-sized TVs, bicycles, telescopes, and sharks.

I've been to specialist telescope shops with fewer items on display.

Difficult to get a scale, but this was several feet tall.

At the other extreme, there were alleyways and arcades with tiny shops selling all kinds of electronics, from small boxes full of individual resistors and transistors, to crates full of old laptops.  Everything for the hobbyist.

One shop among hundreds.

It was lightly raining and getting dark: the combination of weather and goods made me feel like I was on the set of Bladerunner.  

After that, we retrieved our luggage, and I caught a train to the airport, to wait for my just after midnight flight home.  

I like the simplicity and clarity of the airport shop names.

The end of my third trip to Japan.

I'm not sure how they go together

 Seen in Incheon (Seoul) Airport:

I appreciate the straightforward shop name

home from Hanover

The NNPC conference was a delight: great invited speakers, great contributed talks, great poster discussions (and I'm not just saying that because I was one of the organisers: all the contributors did a fantastic job).  I learned a lot.  I'm looking forward to the next one; hopefully it will be sooner than 5 years next time!

The conference catering was good, too.  A constant flow of tea and coffee, accompanied by fantastic little hazelnut biscuits (each small biscuit had four or five whole hazelnuts!), and rhubarb fruit juice.  Many of us tentatively tried the latter, then agreed we rather liked it: not overly sweetened, but sweet enough to be a refreshing drink.

The lunches and dinners were all vegetarian, as provided by the sponsors.  This was all very flavoursome, but lacked a certain something.  After the conference finished yesterday afternoon, a colleague and I went out for a steak dinner.

This morning I rolled up to the train station to catch the 7am train to the airport.  On the departure board, in the space reserved for the platform number, were three surprisingly short German words.  I typed these in to Google translate.  "Train is cancelled".  Oh dear, but I had allowed enough time to be able to get the next train if necessary.  I went to the information desk.  The woman there tapped at a keyboard, then told me the next train to the airport was in half an hour.  I don't know what made me check further, but I asked if that one was running.  More keyboard tapping.  A lot more keyboard tapping.  Then she said, oh, the next train that is running is the 8am one.  That would have left very little time before boarding, which I wasn't willing to risk.  I asked if there was another way to the airport.  Yes, I could catch a different train, change to a bus, then change to a further train.  I looked at her, she looked at me, and then she said, but a taxi would probably be easier.  I agreed.  Fortunately, I was travelling with another colleague from the conference, so we shared a taxi, and ended up at the airport earlier than we would have got there by the original 7am train.  Time for a leisurely breakfast of coffee and warm cinnamon bun.

The flight was fine.  The train journey from Heathrow to home metamorphosed into a bus journey for part of the way, due to weekend engineering works, which made the trip a little longer than it should have been: about eight and a half hours door-to-door, for an approximately 560 mile journey.  Considerably better progress than the seven hours for what should have been a 180 mile journey last Saturday.

  

all good things come to an end

The final day and a half of the Erice Unconventional Computing workshop were also good, but without photos.

The Tuesday was also scheduled 9am to 7:10pm, but due to some unfortunate cancellations, we had “free” time from noon until 5pm.  A small group of us took the opportunity (moving leisurely from the gelato shop, to a Pizza restaurant, to the conference refreshment room) to sketch out a 20 year research vision, and a shorter term research plan, based on our previous work plus what we had learned at the workhop itself.  Next we have to consolidate the ideas, and write some research proposals (oh, and do the research if we win the funding, of course).

Tuesday evening was the workshop dinner, in the posher of the various restaurants we have been exploring, and not the standard set menu either.

Wednesday was only a half day, and mostly a discussion session of what we had learned, and what to do next.  A slot for andother workshop in 2024 has already been booked, so that’s something to look forward to!

The drive back to Palermo airport was in the light, so I could see some of the scenery I missed on arrival.  Since my flight wasn’t scheduled until 9:45pm, I had the oipportunity to experience the airport cuisine.

The flight was delayed. Surprise.  Not as bad as the over 3 hour delay on the way out, but "only" an hour and a half.  This meant I was passing through Stansted at 1:30am, rather than just before midnight as planned.   The drive home was also longer than planned, since the motorway was closed for roadworks, and I had to use the back roads.  So I got home at 3am, rather than the 1am I was hoping for.  Still, at least I didn’t have to get up early this morning to go to a workshop!  Hopefully I’ll be less zombie-like and sleep deprived tomorrow.

All in all, a great workshop, with excellent talks and ideas and conversations, plus gorgeous weather, and delicious gelato.  If only one could be at these places without having to travel.

view from a conference accommodation window

I am attending the Unconventional Computing workshop an the Ettore Majorana Foundation and Centre for Scientific Culture in Erice, Sicily.  I’ve wanted to attend an Erice event for a long time now, as it is a famous location for scientific conferences.  So I was concerned when I caught Covid, but fortunately I recovered in time.  I arrived at the centre about 3am (due to a more than three hour delay in my flight; thanks Ryanair).  The weather forecast is full sun all week, so I was surprised to see this out of my window this morning:

However, the early morning mist had mostly lifted by the first break.  We trooped up a stone sprial staircase from the lecture room to the tearoom, to be greeted by a most fantastic view: the room is open to the scenery:

The photo just doesn’t do justice to the effect.  The light is amazing.  Going closer to the opening (taking care to avoid falling down the unmarked black steps against the black floor on the way) gives a wonderful view over the historic town of Erice:

Look closely at the roofs, and you will see lines of rocks on the tiles.  Why?

And looking further out we see this magnificent view over the Mediterranean:

After this break, it’s my turn to present, on less than five hours sleep and with a bit of a post-Covid cough. Let’s see how it goes!

Covid-19 diary : bats

Today I learned that there are over 1200 species of bats, and that they make up about 20% of all mammal species.

So, one fifth of all mammal (species) can fly!

don’t read before flying

Read the whole thing.  It makes for terrifying reading, if only because it’s going to happen again, and again, and again...

How the Boeing 737 Max Disaster Looks to a Software Developer

So Boeing produced a dynamically unstable airframe, the 737 Max. That is big strike No. 1. Boeing then tried to mask the 737’s dynamic instability with a software system. Big strike No. 2. Finally, the software relied on systems known for their propensity to fail (angle-of-attack indicators) and did not appear to include even rudimentary provisions to cross-check the outputs of the angle-of-attack sensor against other sensors, or even the other angle-of-attack sensor. Big strike No. 3.

I believe the relative ease—not to mention the lack of tangible cost—of software updates has created a cultural laziness within the software engineering community. Moreover, because more and more of the hardware that we create is monitored and controlled by software, that cultural laziness is now creeping into hardware engineering—like building airliners. Less thought is now given to getting a design correct and simple up front because it’s so easy to fix what you didn’t get right later.

It is likely that MCAS, originally added in the spirit of increasing safety, has now killed more people than it could have ever saved. It doesn’t need to be “fixed” with more complexity, more software. It needs to be removed altogether.

ECAL 2017, Friday

The final day of the European Conference of Artificial Life, in Lyon; actually only half a day, to allow people to travel home.

The keynote presentation today was Sabine Hauert talking on Swarm engineering across scales: From robots to nanomedicine.  She started off with a description of her work on swarms of flocking robots, and how to control their behaviour without GPS absolute position, only short range wifi and a compass heading, and where the fixed-wing flyers have restricted manoeuvrability.  But these are small swarms: 10s of devices.  At the other end of the scale is use of small particles in nanomedicine, where the numbers are more like 10^13, 12 orders of magnitude larger, and the controlability is even less, having to rely mostly on diffusion and similar processes.  Most of the “programming” goes into the design of the “body” of these “brainless” particles, adjusting parameters such as size, shape, charge, material, and surface decoration with molecules that can interact with cell receptors.  Once the nanoparticles have “leaked” out of the bloodstream into the tissue, they might be activated by light or heat.  The aim is to come up with generalisable design guidelines.  One approach to searching the vast design space is to use a game to crowd-source workable designs for different scenarios.

After coffee was the final technical session of the conference.  I went to the Artificial chemistries and models of cellular dynamics 2 session.  In Transparency Of Execution Using Epigenetic Networks we heard about a form of neural network that can modify its topology during execution.  A Dynamic Model of the Phosphate Response System with Synthetic Promoters in Escherichia coli was a quite detailed simulation of a particular pathway.  I missed the last presentation, as I needed to get back and get ready for the closing session, which included some announcements about ISAL and the Artificial Life journal (I plugged the review article section), and then huge thanks to everyone involved in organising and running this splendid conference.

Then is was a picnic lunch, and saying our goodbyes (until next year?), and travelling home, our brains full of lots of wonderful new stuff.

Travel involved a tram to the train station, the express tram to the airport, a lot of waiting around (I had gone a bit early, as I had heard there were delays at passport control at Lyon; I needn’t have bothered, as they didn’t open passport control until just before the flight was scheduled), an easyJet flight to Gatwick, a train to St Pancras, a walk across the road to Kings Cross, another train, then finally a taxi, arriving home at 11pm.  One book read on the way out; another read on the way home.

view from two hotel windows

The view from my hotel window at Gatwick airport didn't look quite so interestingly techno-noirish in the cold light of dawn.

One of the advantages for staying at this particular airport hotel: I left hotel reception at 6:45, walked to the automated bag drop area, used the machine to check my suitcase, walked up to departures, was processed through security, and was in the departure lounge by 7:00.  I could have had another 15 minutes sleep!  (But there would have probably been longer queues by then.)

Then we spent 45 minutes sitting in the plane at the gate, while they fixed a dodgy-looking seal.  Sitting on the tarmac at Gatwick on my way to an Artificial Life conference is getting to be a tradition.

We landed at Lyon, and I got the express tram to the city centre, then another tram to my hotel.  As I walked up to it I realised I had been there before.  Same strange decor; same helpful friendly staff; same lack of a hotel restaurant because it's Sunday.  The view from this window is a little more typical than this morning's:

The conference starts tomorrow: I'm looking forward to it!

view from a hotel window

At Gatwick Airport, ready to catch an early flight to Lyon tomorrow, where I will be attending the European Conference on Artificial Life.  This is the techno-thriller-like view from my hotel room window:

Worldcon 75: Thursday

Day 2 of the Worldcon had more programming, so the attendees were distributed over several more rooms.  This meant I got into more programme items, if not always my first (or even second) choice items.

First up was the panel In Defence of the Unlikeable Heroine.  This discussed the double standard: a hero is allowed to have flaws, to be unlikeable, and we forgive him for this.  But give the same traits to a heroine, or even less extreme ones, and suddenly she is unforgivably unlikeable.  Men can be heroes or antiheroes, but women who cross the line become villains. Characters don’t need to be likeable, though: we want to read about interesting rounded compelling characters doing interesting things; we don’t necessarily want to sit down and have a cup of tea with them.  In films, a female protagonist can be strong and assertive, provided she is also sexy, to soften her for male audiences.  Think of Katniss from The Hunger Games: her youth and hotness compensates for her unlikeableness, yet her unlikeableness merely stems from the fact that she doesn’t want to die.  Moreover, the plot is manipulated so that she only kills in self-defence; a male lead would be allowed to strike first and not be apologetic for saving his own life.  Charlize Theron and Helen Mirren can play cold ice queens because they are beautiful.  Older female characters can get away with being unlikeable—Granny Weatherwax has no fucks to give—but there is a dearth of such older characters too.  Some of the issues might be from the way audiences code “female” as “mother”, and that unmotherly becomes unlikeable.  Part of being a mother is putting your children ahead of you, part of being motherly is putting everyone ahead of you.

Next was Nalo Hopkinson’s Guest of Honour interview, and then Walter Jon Williams’ Guest of Honour presentation.  I always enjoy hearing about authors’ lives: they are often unusual in some respects.

Next was a panel on Asexuality in SF.  Jo Walton was on the panel, and commented that her first novel, The King’s Peace, has an asexual protagonist, which fact got zero attention (except from asexual people recognising themselves), yet when her novel Farthing came out, everyone was saying “there are so many gay people in this book” that she had to come out as straight! Why the difference in attention?  Is it because it’s hard to notice the lack of something?  A lot of early SF left out sex; it was essentially asexual.  Now that it can include sex, there’s no more room for asexual characters.  Historically there were a lot of asexual and celibate people, who are being reimagined as gay.  Yet people like Leonardo da Vinci wouldn’t have been closeted, because their Renaissance pals were writing about their homosexual relationships all the time.  Authors play with pronouns, and the reading of the characters’ relationships as sexual or not can depend on this.  Ann Leckie uses “she” for all in the Ancillary series.  Ada Palmer uses “they”, except for the narrator who uses “he/she”, but coded for social role, not gender.  Delany, in Stars in My Pocket Like Grains of Sand, uses “she” unless you desire them, when it changes to “he”.  The experience of reading with this ambiguity is interesting.  [I was wondering how it works in non-gendered languages, like Finnish, but that was another panel.]

After a break for lunch, I went to a panel on the Role of Secrets in Speculative Fiction.  There are different sorts of secrets: the true identity of a character, something being hidden from the character, something a character knows that they couldn’t possibly know, secret histories, conspiracies, and so on.  The reveal shouldn’t be too early, losing tension, but it shouldn’t wait until the last page, turning everything on its head; it is best to reveal large secrets of the world slowly, letting the reader puzzle them out.  It shouldn’t be over-signposted, but shouldn’t be a rabbit out of a hat.  It should be important to the plot, and should stand up to re-reading.

Next came a panel on Science Fiction and Fantasy in musical theatre.  Musicals are inherently not realistic, but how to make them science fictional?  There are more fantasy-based musicals, as there often needs to be less world-building: Wicked as a prequel to Oz needs very little context setting, as the audience can be expected to know the story.  Musicals allow for breaking the fourth wall and other such devices; the audience is willing to suspend a lot of disbelief.  An adaptation needs two female and two male roles, for the range of voice parts: this can be difficult for adapting many SF stories!

Long-form Storytelling in Scifi Videogames was an interesting lecture by Ivaylo “Evil Ivo” Shmilev, about requirements for the interactive story basis for videogames that require a significant time to complete.  The requirements boil down to sufficient non-trivial diversity and complexity that the players maintain interest, and a range of ways to achieve this.  Even if a game is very linear, the complexity can result in a kind of urgency that keeps the player engaged.

I then went along to a presentation on The Perils Of Book Collecting, by James Bryant, covering what to collect, how to store, and when to dispose of items.  People collect different things: incunabula, first editions, all editions or all translations of a particular work, autographed copies, complete works of a single author, works of a small publisher, and even books you want to read.  For storage, the main perils are water (falling from above, rising from below, or seeping in from outside), inadequate floor strength, and children.  A tip re damp: build shelves with a lip at the back and a gap between them and the wall, so books can’t touch the wall, and air can circulate.  Make sure books are insured for replacement price, not cover price.  Have your paperbacks in electronic format (not textbooks, illustrated, signed or other special editions, though), well backed up.  You can get 5000 paperbacks on an SD card, so you can have your library with you everywhere, without need to access the cloud; it’s great on aeroplanes, for searching for passages, for making the font size bigger.  Leave your collection in your will to someone who wants it, and understands what they are getting, otherwise it will get thrown out.

I looked in on Adventure Games, but only stayed for about 20 minutes, as it was mostly a list of games, and once he got past the ones I knew of, it wasn’t that interesting to me.  [Yes, I played Colossal Cave on an IBM 370 mainframe in the early 1980s.]

The final panel of the day was Bringing SF into University Courses: Experiences from the Field.  There are Masters courses on SF, and more undergraduate literature courses are including SF modules.  It’s being pushed by academics interested in the area, and pulled by student interest.  There is still some snobbery about it, but after all, mainstream is just another genre: it has its own shelf in the bookstore! It also provides an opportunity for cross-disciplinary teaching, such as: teaching physics by ruining Hollywood movies; an Environmental Studies programme seeing how the Anthropocene is tackled in SF.

Then it was off for supper with a couple of Finnish fan friends I first met at a Narrating Complexity workshop in York.  It’s a small world.

there should be fail-safes in place

no longer the go-to advice to computer users

British Airways says IT chaos was caused by human error 

an engineer disconnected a power supply, with the major damage caused by a surge when it was reconnected.

but the commentators are sceptical:

an email leaked to the media last week suggested that a contractor doing maintenance work inadvertently switched off the power supply. 

The email said: "This resulted in the total immediate loss of power to the facility, bypassing the backup generators and batteries... After a few minutes of this shutdown, it was turned back on in an unplanned and uncontrolled fashion, which created physical damage to the systems and significantly exacerbated the problem." 

But the BBC's transport correspondent, Richard Westcott, has spoken to IT experts who are sceptical that a power surge could wreak such havoc on the data centres. 

BA has two data centres about a kilometre apart. There are question marks over whether a power surge could hit both. Also, there should be fail-safes in place, our correspondent said.

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view from a hotel window, pre-dawn edition

Just before dawn, looking east into the rising sun.  Note the contrail in the top left quadrant, glowing as it catches the sunlight from below the horizon.  There are a couple of other fainter contrails elsewhere: can you spot them?

7:14 am, GMT.  Some small marks are due to the grubby windowpane: I can’t open the window more than a crack to get an unobstructed view, unfortunately.

The weather forecast is for rain this afternoon.

ambrosia in a small black bag

My flight from Edinburgh was delayed for an hour this evening, so I had a chance to investigate all the food outlets for something for dinner.  In WHSmith, I came across "bananas in raw chocolate".  It sounded intriguing, so I thought I'd give it a try.

Oh yes.  70g of heaven.

check mate

British Airways passengers delayed by computer glitch 

Customers were encouraged to check in online before they reach the airport.

I’m sure they were.  So why does British Airways not allow online checkin until 24 hours before your flight?  And that is for individual flights, so you can’t even check in your return flight before you leave!

Get with the 21st century, BA.

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