I went Warbussing today.

Warbussing, soon to be the next big event in the weblogging/interweb world, involves, having finished todays episode of CSI (the husband did it) turning on Airport as we swish though the countryside, clicking every so often to see if there were any wireless networks open.

There was one. It was called “Silvar” and is fortunately located just outside a set of traffic lights by the College, allowing me to collect my email quickly while we paused. Everything else required a password.

In other news: George Galloway? Wrong statement.