The life and times of a software and web developer
I'm not doing very well at posting on anything like a regular basis, am I. Let's just say that this week has been challenging, and I'm not going to write about any of it on a public forum. I want to write "the walls have eyes", but that's a little overly conspiratorial even for me. …
A travel case sits on the desk across the study from me, filled with clean clothes ahead of another week in Germany. I’ve decided to hedge my bets about the weather in Frankfurt over the coming week - packing summer rather than autumn clothes. If I get it wrong a late night shopping trip may …
Somehow, missing a day in the blog has become a “thing”. As I was getting ready for bed yesterday evening, it occurred to me that I hadn’t posted anything. I quickly reasoned that it was far too late, and I was far too tired. The truth was more along the lines of I couldn’t be …
It's mid-morning on Monday and I'm taking a break from the mayhem for a few minutes. The day began in somewhat chaotic fashion, due to my other half picking up a bug over the weekend and calling in to work sick. We somehow managed to explode the children out of bed, and send them on …
Memory is a curious thing. While clearing the kitchen up last night I had a really good idea for a blog post. Unfortunately all I can now remember is that I had a really good idea - I have no recollection of what the idea was. Oh well. Today is Friday. I'm sitting at my …
I'm returning to Frankfurt again - during the second week of October. I still need to book a taxi transfer to the airport, but everything else is now in place - the flights, and the hotel. Another week of evenings wandering the streets of a foreign city, and sitting alone in restaurants. I suppose on …
After escaping late from the office this evening I returned to the hotel, folded my work clothes back into my case instead of preparing them for the morning - I fly home tomorrow - and set off into the evening air to find something to eat. It struck me that staying in a less comfortable …
This post was going to be a rant-laden bucket of foaming invective about the failures of the Germany rail network, and the catalogue of first world failures exhibited by the down-market hotel I'm staying in this week. Instead, helped by a couple of glasses of wine and a couple of hours to calm down, I'm …
It's 8:55am, and you find me sitting in the middle of the departure lounge at London Heathrow airport. I woke at 6am, had a shower, then made bacon sandwiches for the children before discovering we had run out of milk to make coffee. After a few sips of redbush tea, I spotted a waiting taxi …
I've been sitting in front of the computer in the junk room for the last hour, thinking I should post something or other, but no words are appearing on the screen. The tap that so often releases a torrent of idiocy into my little corner of the internet doesn't seem to be cooperating. There's really …
