Why didn’t Phonewords take off in the UK?

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A black and white photo of an old rotary dial phone.

The first thing I did when getting to the USA as a kid, was to find a payphone where I dutifully called 1-800-STARWARS. I’d grown up with American media. Phonewords – where your phone’s dialpad spells out words – were ingrained in my psyche. But the UK never had anything like that. In 2003, a…

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Book Review: Black Tudors: The Untold Story – Miranda Kaufmann

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A black trumpet player.

A black porter publicly whips a white Englishman in the hall of a Gloucestershire manor house. A Moroccan woman is baptised in a London church. Henry VIII dispatches a Mauritanian diver to salvage lost treasures from the Mary Rose. From long-forgotten records emerge the remarkable stories of Africans who lived free in Tudor England… They…

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By Act of Parliament 1603: One Mulberry Tree

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Welcome to my descent into a mulberry-induced madness. As I was wandering through the quaint European town of Woodstock, I noticed a most intriguing plaque affixed to one of the houses. This seems like a curiously specific act to pass! This house is № 28 High Street – so why would Parliament pass an act…

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Asymmetric Latency

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I’ve just finished reading the most wonderful short story – Tower of Babylon by Ted Chiang. In it, he speculates on what would happen if The Tower of Babel were completed. For those unfamiliar with the legend, it tells of a people who tried to build a tower tall enough to reach the heavens. The…

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Bletchley Park

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Bletchley Park stands as a testament to the power of mathematics. It represents the idea that brains, not brawn, are vital to winning any conflict. Like many Brits, I learned about the Second World War at school. I devoured books – fiction and non – about the war. What interested me wasn’t the tales of…

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