The article begins: "Mohammed Abu Al-Qumsan had just picked up birth certificates for his newly-born twins when he found out they had been killed, along with his wife and her mother, by an Israeli strike on the Gaza apartment where they were sheltering."
There's more detail about the attack (tank shell) and a photo of the grieving man.
Wheelchair basketball is brutal - they slam around the court like charioteers. Really exciting.
Scotland, hands down. I feel so lucky to be living here. I was only going to stay three years & then go back to New Zealand and settle down. Thirty-five years later I'm still here. I fell in love with the hills - and the freedom to walk on them - the lochs, the ancient ruins. But most of all I fell in love with the people. Their craic, their warmth and craziness, their generosity, their music. I love that you can talk to anyone and you'll often hear an amazing life story.
I love things like this: https://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/news/scottish-news/anti-deportations-group-issues-guide-24107754
I love the cultural richness that's come from successive waves of immigration, from Italy, India & Pakistan, China, Poland and more.
I love the food. I love haggis and Arbroath smokies and Aberdeen butteries and shortbread and oatcakes and Tunnocks caramel wafers.
And least I forget, yes, I love the weather.
Vanuatu is one of the best places I've ever been. Really interesting people.
I was on a work trip back in the 80s that took me to one of the northern islands of Vanuatu. Our plane landed on a football field, that's how remote our destination was. After we set up camp, someone said they'd heard there was a teacher from New Zealand in the nearby village. Well I'm a New Zealander too, so off I went to meet her. Within the first few minutes we had worked out that not only were we originally from the same small town... she was my older brother's first girlfriend.
But actually because NZ has a small population and we all travel a lot, it's not as mad a coincidence as all that. It sometimes feels like we are all just a couple of degrees of separation from each other. "Oh you're from Oamaru? Do you know XY?" "Not really, but one of my cousins works for his sister, ZY."
I had this issue with an Android recently - but it was my own phone, an old one I wanted to test a SIM on. I couldn't remember the PIN, couldn't even recall having a PIN for this phone. I had to dig deep through the tech forums to find a solution, but got there eventually. And yes, I read that over and over during my search, "it's for your security". Argh!
In the UK I'm paying about £1.41 to £1.45 per litre. I'm no good at maths sorry, you'll have to do the calculations.
That's an excellent idea! I'll mention it to her.
A friend has a notebook next to her computer with all her passwords in it. Initially I was horrified - what if you're burgled? - but actually it's genius. Much more secure than letting a browser remember them, and she doesn't even need to memorise a Bitwarden password.
This happens with my hearing aids. They cost a small fortune, but the audiologist won't do anything about it because it's intermittent - I can never show it happening. "The charging case must be dirty" etc. The manufacturer, Phonak, says any fault reporting must be done through the retailer. It seems to happen mainly when I've got something on where I really really need to be able to hear properly, or when I want to use Bluetooth to listen to music.
AAAARRRRRRGHHHHHHH is putting it mildly. My fury knows no bounds.
I'm still loving my iPod Classic. I got it a little Bluetooth dongle so I can listen via my hearing aids. I find iTunes beyond irritating though and am always looking for an alternative for adding music.
I just watched that BBC doco about the guy, blood-freezing stuff. The way he worked his way up from being a minor prince to de facto king... yikes.