I just hope it’s going to be more than 8-10 episodes every couple of years.

Sounds like the coffee machine was broken and she was having to manifest every order into existence.

Our search feature is possibly the only thing that “AI” will be more useful and accurate than.
(Speaking from 15 minutes utter frustration this morning)

The worst ones are the choral versions of rock songs. I picture them like the Two Ronnies ladies choir sketch: all posh buck teeth, crystal sharp pronunciation and pink ‘70s evening dresses.
“Woah oh. Black Betty, Ram a lam!

Sounds like the stuff they throw in on Scala Radio (“Magic Classical” now thanks to moronic Bauer execs)

I’m so old, at my first job I was once sent down to Heathrow Airport to collect a set of presentation slides created in London and bring them back to Glasgow.
I think if slides were still so rare and expensive to achieve, we’d all be a lot happier.

“From this moment on, all agents are now James Bond 007” - David Niven, Casino Royale (the version that’s actually fun)

Wild suggestion here, but maybe they could just… ignore it?
Was Craig’s Bond married to Contessa Teresa?
How many times has Bond met Blofeld for the first time?
Just wipe the slate clean, like they pretty much do every time.

The apparently self-aware buses that declare "I'm not in service" scare me. Even more so the delusional ones that say "I'm a train, choo-choo!"

I spat out my second breakfast reading this.

I do miss those classes in the 1970s where the teacher would wheel in the ornate Victorian TV trolley and the Crank Monitor would turn the handle so we could watch the flickering zoetrope of Isla StClair singing songs about our glorious Empire.

Many of us are thicker round the bottom. There’s no shame in it.

Next time someone wishes me a nice day I’m going to aggressively reply “No, YOU have a nice day!”. Possibly with a finger point.
(Edited 8:56 via @skeetsapp.com)