So for work we’re having a potluck. And I am bringing in clotted cream - assuming I successfully make it - and I was hit by this blinding desire to be sat in a rain drenched cafe in the Lake District, damp kagoul on the back of the chair, watching the rain streak down the windows… Hot steaming cup of tea and a scone with clotted cream and jam in ( Read more... )

So when we got our septic design done, we failed to communicate sufficiently well that the giant, old, big leaf maple tree was one of the trees that we were absolutely committed to saving. Since then we’ve moved house and got new jobs, and furnished our new apartment and so on. This has meant our house has been on hold. Given that we can’t put it ( Read more... )

So, tonight we watched ElectraWoman and DynaGirl.

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So my theory, such as it was, with setting the training class for 1200-1500 (rather than 1500-1800) was that I would grab lunch before hand. BUT I didn’t count on me actually hauling my ass into the outside to do exercise*, but which mean that because I didn’t get back until 9:30, and I spent 10 minutes faffing around warming down and drinking ( Read more... )

The last few months have continued the stressful theme, with us moving to an apartment/cottage/small place having concluded that the amount of building that we’re going to get done this year is - well - less than we’d hoped. We’re still hoping to get the septic, well and possibly the foundations and drive / access road in. However, any building of ( Read more... )

So, the media server has been reinstalled. It has a shiny clean ubuntu install on it.

Yesterday’s endless stream of disasters seems to have slowed to a steady stream of awkwardness.


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Is that the rest of the world has finally got the chance to say to the UK “No, you’re a shitty small country with no real power”. Europe pandered to our whims because having Britain in Europe looked good. And because we were part of Europe - and Europe listened to us - other countries around the world still put up with our shit.

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Cut for unnecessary whinging.

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Of sorts. It’s kind of a studio-garage-partial conversion. It’s 500sq ft of tiny, but it’s our space that we shall unpack some of our stuff into.

Of course, that means that we have fun activities planned for the weekend like “Oh, we’ll need furniture” and “a mattress would be handy!” and “ah, yes, we got rid of the printer before we left” which ( Read more... )

So, I realise that having admitted to myself that yes, I do need a root canal, and that the tooth that they filled in England just before I left rotted enough in the 6 months in between the ‘you should get it checked in 6 months, or if you get any more pain, because I think you might need a root canal’ and the 6 months being up that I now ( Read more... )