Writer, technology addict and verbose blogger who struggles with a podcast habit. All opinions are my own.
Full boxed edition of MS Office 4.3 on 31 floppy disks from 1994.
Home. Caked in mud. Eating warm cake and jam in the sun, then clean bike. [happiness]
It's full of stars. Well, actually, people but it is way dark and way cool.
All the fun of the fair.
So fast they are warping space.
Sat in the sun writing the first draft of this weeks short story. Lovely. #fridayflash
Doesn't look as good as it is to ride. Deep gully into three sharp S bends with unstable ground.
We interrupt normal broadcasts to say, pirates, wenches and live music. Sweet.
Live music on a Thurs evening, with beer and friends. 'Break From The Old Routine'
Now that, ladies and gentlemen, is jamming.
No underwear or socks! Time to check the other rooms to see where I've left the clean piles.
Now that's a lot of meat on one plate. Certainly no need for breakfast the next morning.
Man destroy! Took an old HD apart so I could find out what was inside. Platters were surprisingly hard and brittle.
Up early this morning to pick the first bowl of blackberries. Probably freezing until the apples are ready.
Launch party is burning it up with scar. Lovin it.
All those who asked about quiting [sic] see the top entry. Also see what we did with team names when Rich was away:
More hacking done and some fire. Off to find out what's been cooked for dinner and have some wine. [happy]
Another tree cut back: I've recovered more garden! Bits of me hurt now. Strength ebbing. :}
Friends caught in a downpour at the park. I got loads of blogs written while it was sunny and three punctures.
The coffin. We had to wait until it was dark before opened it.
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