Wifi passwords. Sheesh. I don’t know how many gigs we’ve been to where there’s a wifi connection, but they just never work. Got us thinking about why the hell this is? Why isn’t it as simple as plugging into the mains? Why does there always need to be a sodding password!? 
Tonight’s delightful cipher is nomaunwy and here we are, the four of us, stuffed in the Old House Boardroom at Shepperton studios trying to connect to the same wireless network and do our online chores.

At this rate we might even have to talk to each other.
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