Robotperson

So I want to move some tunes to the iPad so I can have a play with Tracktor, which I’ve just bought. But I’m out of space and I need to delete a couple of gigs worth of Star Wars comics. You can’t do this from the iPad so I have to turn on my […]

This is a bit of a ‘hello world’ from WordPress 3.3. Having iterated my way through half a dozen versions to get the site from 1.5 to here, I’m pretty happy that most of my styling is intact. I’m going to have to get my hands dirty with a bit of css, and the site […]

It was some sort of scripted invisible iFrame. God knows what it was trying to do but I’ve got rid of it now. I definitely need to update my ancient WordPress install to shore up the security. Who knows, perhaps that will be the catalyst to start writing again.

Okay, I know I’ve neglected the site for a while but that’s no reason for some foo to hack my wordpress and drop some malware. I’m trying to chase this down, but for the moment you can assume that just by visiting this page something has tried to infect you. Sorry. Scumbags.

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Taun-taun sleeping bag. And I thought they smelt bad on the outside… The chartered institute of marketing have the worst logo I have ever seen. It’s a car crash: stomach churning but compelling. I can’t look away. Album sleeves reimagined as classic Penguin book covers. There’s been a few these sorts of things around recently. […]

Lara asked me a couple of weeks ago what I wanted for Valentines day. “How about some peace?” I flippantly replied, not directed towards her but at the children, who were variously runny-nosed and petulant, runny bottomed and teething. Today I find myself alone in an empty, quiet house. Lara is back at work (although […]

In the last week or so Ruby has just become large enough to hold my hand properly: palm to palm, instead of gripping on to a finger or two. I don’t know why this feels so different from the finger grip, but it is. And it’s lovely.

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I have to tell you: today whilst freestyling our way through Richard Scarrys Best Storybook Ever (“Ruby, what can you see?”), Roo pointed at the cute little android on the page and said “Robot!”. I’m not sure where she picked it up from; certainly not from me. But my circuits were glowing with pride. That’ll […]