A mental block of epic proportions ensued today. Password to computer made like a tree and got out of here.
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| Jolly good, pip pip what what |
sherlockholmes...no
johnwatson...no
professorbriancox...no
jamesbond...no
skyfall...no
spitfire...no
hurricane...no
(panic sets in)
conandoyle...no
sherlockholmes...STILL NO????
It occurred to me as I frantically riffled through my noggin (less of a mind palace and more of a mind-slightly knackered and rusty old rolodex smelling of stale coffee and fags) that most of my preferred passwords are fictional heroes or WW2 RAF planes. Am I secretly a male1940's Oxford Bag wearing student? (adjusts monocle, applies bicycle clips and motors off to the country). Cheerio for now old beans!
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