Sydney Cricket Ground after the Big Bash
Has it really been over a year? I’m not keeping up with that photo a month publishing schedule I set myself. I will try and do better in future. Here we have two boys between their birthdays in July 2016. JFGP has just turned 13 and MIGO will be 11 in a few days. You […]
It was thirteen years ago today that we were married. Thank you my love.
Hopefully one day I’ll be able to write down what Sir Terry Pratchett’s books have meant to me. From Good Omens through the whole Discworld. Until then I’ll go with this quote; “If you trust in yourself. . . and believe in your dreams. . . and follow your star. . . you’ll still get […]
I’m trying to write a new blog post but am a little stuck for inspiration. As usual for us techno types I have taken refuge in fiddling under the bonnet of the site. I refreshed all of the growing posts and photographs the other day and then I upgraded the underlying software to WordPress 4.0. […]
The next time anyone asks me what I do for a living I’m just going to point them to this YouTube video. Found on the twitters thanks to Nick Hodge and Jess Dodson.
"It’s quite interesting the number of biscuits that are actually named after revolutionaries. You’ve got your Garibaldi of course. You’ve got your Bourbon. And then of course you’ve got your Peak Freen Trotsky assortment."
Every day I find that the lines blur more and more. I’m checking work email on the bus, or more preferably the ferry. I’m reading blog posts on my work computer. I’m simultaneously monitoring infrastructure upgrades and tweaking my blog theme on my work laptop on the table at home. I’m not the first person […]
For those paying attention things have been rather, err, empty around here for the last couple of weeks. The nice people hosting this web site decided to turn off the server running it without notice. Which was nice. Luckily I’ve managed to resurrect the content and move it to a new host. If you didn’t […]
Last night I did something I have been threatening to do for ages. I went out. As I grow older and even more curmudgeonly this is a rarer and rarer occurrence. But after watching Billy Connolly at the Opera House (nearly eighteen months ago now) I had made a sincere pledge to go and watch […]