2010 — 14 May: Friday
Good music on the radio has (once again) effortlessly taken me past the point of midnight. Time for sleep.
G'night.
Fay Weldon is...
... the "castaway" (and has proved to be an amusing and insightful one) as my first cuppa cleared the sleepy head in prep for diagnosing the evident problems (possibly/presumably disk hardware) ...
... that my now-tarnished and horrible(!) little server is experiencing on initial boot for the second day running. <Sigh>
Mind you, there's a crockpot to be stuffed first, if I want a hot, tasty meal this evening. It's quite bright out there as of 09:45 at least.
I would say something acidic about bankers' bonuses — but words fail me. Meanwhile, Brian has reassured me (somewhat) about the server1... "I shouldn't worry unduly re your startup problem — I have had a very occasional problem with boot even on 9.10. Of course once you are up and running you'll never switch the box off anyway :-)"
Fascinating reading here. Very hopeful signs indeed, in my opinion. I am optimistic for the first time in a long time about our political processes.
Rabbit food ahoy!
It's already 13:26 and time, judging by the rumbly tum, for another healthy wodge of salad'n'stuff. In today's case, said stuff consists of the three remaining pork offal tubes and some of those pink-tinted sea bottom crawlers. Lovely.
Call that a weather forecast? Pah!
It's 17:50 and has been a very pleasant day. So much for the promised rain hereabouts, at least.
Having decanted a dollop of crockpot out for my evening meal while listening to the "News Quiz" (try their classic clips), I've now munched my way carefully through a large, crisp "Jazz" apple as my pudding. Meanwhile, I note that things will be getting musical hereabouts in July. One of the acts — Jim Moray — has his latest album "In modern history" as a freebie CD with the current issue of Songlines magazine; there's also a nice set of tributes to the late Charlie Gillett in the magazine, and five of his favourite tracks on the other free CD.
Note to self: don't forget to look out for the next issue of "The Word" next week. Right. What's next, Mrs Landingham? (And don't say "the dishes".)