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The Weekly Inventions of
Dr Splatterjacket

On a light brown table sits a mug containing a dark brown liquid. On the front of the mug is a screen showing spanners and screws and saying FixCup Diagnostic with 75% completed on a progress bar. Coming out of the handle of the mug is a screwdriver and a measuring tape.

FixCup

26th September 2026

As the doorbell to George’s theoretically abandoned mine rang, I wondered who would come and greet us...

If anyone at all.

I didn’t have to wonder for long, as actually the doorbell hadn’t really rung yet. Instead, a screen had popped up with a message:

“To confirm you are not a robot, please insert one of the provided screws into the hole that is 1.2 metres away from the ground.”

Sure enough, when I looked, there were several spare screws in a little tray and a series of different screw holes in which to insert them.

I wasn’t entirely sure why George thought this was a task that robots couldn’t do, but then those ones on the internet ask you to identify bicycles and traffic lights as though robots can’t do that, while self-driving cars already exist.

George must have had his reasons.

And I’m guessing his reasons were to keep Zargoid 5 and his henchman ASJIOFJNOSDNFNDSUNDS ONGFONKJGNKBUYWENJNCINSIUNDXW from getting into his mine.

Luckily, I knew exactly what to do, and so I showed Jenny… FixCup.

If you don’t know about FixCup, it is a handy cup for drinking anything from, but it also has a computer screen on it which allows you to diagnose problems with practically anything.

It then pops open a little door in the handle which provides you with exactly the right tools for the job...

...as long as the job only requires something involving either a measuring tape or a flat-head screwdriver.

There wasn’t room for any more tools.

The handles of mugs are surprisingly small!

Luckily, that was exactly what we needed for this task.

Jenny quickly started drinking a cup of tea while I measured 1.2 metres, found the correct hole, inserted the screw and screwed it in.

Bingo!

The door started to slide open...

...and we stepped inside.

Note to self: I thought we talked about not stopping when it was getting really interesting?