Tilting At Windmills
I planned to write a blog post late yesterday evening, but somehow it didn’t happen. That seems to be the story of my life at the moment.
Recent Posts
I Cant Even
I read a newspaper headline yesterday parroting the words of a fringe “scientist” that the human race was well on it’s way towards extinction. I didn’t pay t...
Mothers Day
It was “Mother’s Day” in England today. Apparently the origins of mother’s day in the UK date back to an era when people worked in service (think Downton). I...
The One Where I Broke The Universe
Something rather odd happened today. Actually - scratch that - something very odd happened today. You need some back-story first though.
Reconstruction
After a few days break from the blogging universe - during which time I built myself a rather lovely island on the internet and then quite predictably burned...
Reconstruction
After a few days break from the blogging universe - during which time I built myself a rather lovely island on the internet and then quite predictably burned...
Going Out Out
We are heading out this evening for a meal at the local pub with friends - to celebrate my other half’s birthday. Escaping for a few hours of sensible conver...
Refactoring
The two week long internet island building escapade has come to an end. While looking at the collection of supposedly more thoughtful words I had migrated fr...
Constructing A Virtual Amiga
Too much work and not enough play makes Jack a dull boy - or at least, that’s what the pages from the typewriter in The Shining had written on them. It tends...
A Virtual Amiga
Too much work and not enough play makes Jack a dull boy - or at least, that’s what the pages from the typewriter in The Shining had written on them. It tends...