Let’s see ChatGPT 4 drive a car.
The customer service fail at Franco Manca Canary Wharf this evening isn’t evenly spread. One young couple were kept waiting to order, had their starters delivered late, had their pizzas forgotten about, then got the wrong pizzas. I’m sure a piano is going to land on their heads.
Honestly the pizza points are not worth the pain of using Franco Manca’s utterly useless app.
Culinary instruments on display at John Lewis, Canary Wharf.
Scored a kilo of Panch Puran (Bengali five spice). This is an essential cooking ingredient for me - really elevates brassicaceae.
Imagine the derision if a member of the working class declared the invention of the shovel the dawn of artificial general intelligence.
Food courts disconnected from the encumbering shopping mall are an increasingly popular destination in East London. Here’s the Cargo Market Hall in Canary Wharf. Notice the very English door-blocking yellow cone - but sadly for completists, no plastic fencing this evening.
A pigeon under the pedestrian ramp at Homerton Station grabs the chance of a bit of morning sun.
I get it’s disappointing that few high-follower-count folks have left Musk’s horror-platform. Heck, I’m disappointed, too. But let’s not forget Facebook orchestrated the Rohingya genocide and folks stayed there too.
Lots of interesting insects at Praia a Mare last summer. Me being me I was mainly taking pictures of the famous local pigeons. But here’s a large black bee collecting nectar from lantana flowers on the corner of Gramsci Road.
