Good news for those snoozey MPs that currently clutter up Parliament. From here on in, they will be able to play with their BlackBerry devices whenever they are representing their constituents, as opposed to concentrating really, really, really hard to stay awake. 

Because MPs are expected to sit around patiently waiting for their chance to pipe up during Prime Ministers Question time  - this can take as long as six hours - there have been complaints that they are being stopped from doing other, more important things. Things like what? Well, checking, receiving and sending emails. Apparently. 

So, because they were denied access to their CrackBerry devices – and others presumably - during this "down time" there was something of a revolt. Now the Commons Modernisation Committee has agreed that the pocket devices can be used, so long as they are switched to silent or vibrate. This will, of course, revolutionise government, because now MPs will not have to wait to find out whether someone has 'poked' them on FaceBook, or commented on one of their MySpace photos. 

I, for one, am sure that they cannot wait to pull the thing out of their trousers and get it back in their hands. 

Meanwhile, over the pond in France the SGDN, which is responsible for national security, has banned their use because of the fear of data and information falling into the hands of the other nations. This is because BlackBerry servers live either in the >US or in the >UK

Of course, this won't be a problem in the  UK, since the US probably told those MPs what to email anyway.

 

Ooh. Politics.

I am concerned that my last blog post, where I snootily poo-pah'd the new Olympics logo made me sound old – even despite the fact that we still use a photo of me from about six years ago. 

I am not actually that old, which is why I can be enthused about tat that features Star Wars characters, and er, USB attachments. 

Okay, so I might not be as old as I seem, but I probably do need to get out more. Anyway. I want one of these. I have never actually seen one in a shop – and if I had, I would have had to go without lunch that day.

Despite appearances, they are probably not cheap.

Oh, apparently only a handful were ever made, which makes it very unlikely that one will ever fall into my hands. Even if I promised to review it.  To be fair, that would go like this. "Plugged it in. moved some files on to it. Unplugged it. It looks like Chewbacca!!" 

So, I guess no one really missed out on anything there at all.

I am trying really hard to find the sense behind the new London Olympics 2012 logo.

But I can't. Where are the dynamic lines? The suggestion of sportiness? The Eddie the Eagle triumph out of adversity spirit? The beach volleyball women?

Nowhere to be seen!

Instead, we get this thing – four strange, spikey items, which after a while I realised spelled out 2012 in graffiti, or tagger style- writing. Hmm. An interesting choice in a city that claims to spend billions of pounds a year paying a bloke called Col to come along with one of those high powered hoses and wash similar stuff off walls whenever it appears.

Well, if that is the impression that we want to give to our global neighbours then so be it.  I might volunteer to let a few dogs run wild through the streets and drop litter all over the shop. Well, it would be in keeping with the London Olympics spirit.

Apparently.