Cry Havoc & Let Loose The Spiky Eagles

There is, of course, another Eagle on the other side of the building but they're too high up to get both in one Blip.  Maybe I need a cherrypicker crane.  One that would fit in my rucksack.

It was a notable day.  

Only in an IT-Sense though.  A IT colleague did not know that Spam was an actual edible product AND that the widespread use of the word "Spam" to describe unwanted E-Mails is down to a Monty Python sketch.

But I bestride cultural boundaries like a Colossal Nincompoop of Trivia and exist to spread nonsense through many lands.  I have also promised to bring back at least one tin of Spam from my latest foray into Brexitland as the Scarlet Nincompimpernel, sink me.