I’ve got to the stage in life where I routinely scan the British honours lists when they come out twice a year to see if anyone I know has got anything. This was sparked nine years ago when the bloke who I lived next to in my third year as an undergraduate got an OBE for work in East Timor. Now I discover that the quiet medic who I lived next to in my second year as an undergraduate has picked up an OBE for her work fighting diabetes in the United Arab Emirates. By coincidence, the new British ambassador there is the same guy who got his gong in 2001.
Thinking this through, my next-door neighbours from my first year need to be on the lookout for letters from Buckingham Palace; one is an ophthalmologist in Manchester, the other a veterinary epidemiologist in Atlanta. (Unfortunately the bloke who I lived next door to as a postgrad died three years ago.)
the .co.uk front page seems clear ATM. I expect its only a matter of time as they are all using the same codebase. The UI is indeed rather clunky, and I dislike the automatic friending from their version of Brad from MySpace. Oh well. I expect they will learn, of fail painfully in the process.