Re-jig and consolidation

Haha!

The eagled eyed amongst you will notice that mon blog(s) has / have moved … again.

After a quick play with Posterous (which was nice) I’ve decided to back track on the whole separation of concerns idea and have moved absolutely everything (and I mean everything) onto a single WordPress.com hosted blog.

This means that:

1. Both the personal and techy stuff are now back under one roof
2. All old domains (xset, robdudley, rubicon and even drytherain) are pointing at said roof
3. The archives (which stretch back to August 2003) are restored
4. Everything should fly along at super speed

Why? Simply enough I didn’t want to lose all the archived posts. Some of them are just plain funny and deserve a place on the web to live happily ever after. I wasn’t very happy with the Posterous editor (no spell check? really???).

A couple of posts may have fallen through the cracks (hey! you try restoring 1600 posts from various DB backups and hosted services) but pretty much everything looks boat shaped and Bristolian.

Oh and I will be customising the theme in a bit … just as soon as I have 5 mins more to go through my photos and select some good header images.

TTFN

Rob

The right tools for the job

The GGF (technically now just the GF) and I have completed our 3rd house move in 3 years and, as ever with a move we found that our current complement of furniture was insufficient to store all of our stuff.

Fortunately, a quick trip to B&Q yielded results in the form of a Danish flat pack wardrobe which matches some of the other bits we have in the bedroom. As an added bonus it was reduced from £60 to £30 so we snapped it up, manhandled it to the car and promptly stashed it in the garage pending assembly at a later date.

A couple of days later when the cottage was starting to resemble a place that people actually live in rather than a cardboard box testing factory the GF and I lugged the wardrobe to the top of the stairs and, in keeping with our desire to stay together, happy and free of a murder conviction, she headed downstairs to sort the kitchen whilst I opened the box and settled in for an hour or so of building.