To Do List

Work through the Python Tutorial - (100% complete)

Work through the Django Tutorial - (100% complete)

Write kickass Django Application - (100% complete)

Put kickass Django Application live in major European Investment Bank - (50% complete)

We *like* Python and we *love* Django.

The joy of specs

It’s official, I am now a bone fide, card carrying, four eyed specoid git. But only for reading and peering at the ‘pooter screen, I can still see a gnats knackers at 4,000 paces.

Loitering within tent

Spent last weekend on a Dads and Lads (and Lasses) camping trip. I’m pretty well endowed, in a camping equipment sense, but a couple of pitches away was a Tentipi.  I want one so bad it hurts - in fact, I need one and will not rest until I have one.

I just need to get approval from my squaw!

They do indeed

Great tits cope well with warming.

This blogging lark is exhausting

So I’m off to the Lake District on holiday - might blog whilst I’m away, might just eat Kendal Mint Cake and wonder lonely as a cloud that floats on high o’er vales and hills.

See ya next week.

Is this thing on?

I thought I might make a return to blogging after a rather long absence - I only went out for a pint of mik.

So, what *have* I been doing instead of blogging? Well, apart from being a great husband and terrific father, I’ve mainly been using what small amount of spare intellect I have left (after remembering my name and how to chew gum) to retrain myself to write bugs in Java instead of RPG (and other legacy type stuff). I think I’ve done rather well considering.

Expect more techie type posts as I desperately try to be taken seriously and fewer reference to Liz Hurley’s pedulous orbs.

So here I am. Happy now?

And, in keeping with my previous blogging style - bugger this, I’m off to the pub!

Twang!

You gotta love GMail. Whilst sending a mail asking for advice on String manipulation in Java, I noticed that the sponsored ads gave me a link to a “Professional female string quintet” for hire and another to a site offering “Micro String Bikinis”.

Of course, I put two and two together…

Are you *still* there

Thought I might knock out a quick post, just to see if it still works.

On little boys, herding cats and too many sweets

I spent a few happy hours on Saturday taking Sam and six of his mates to the cinema for Sam’s birthday treat. I didn’t manage to lose any of them, in spite of their very best efforts. Every few seconds they seemed to perform a co-ordinated “bomb burst” maneouvre - the phrase “herding cats” springs readily to mind.

I”m pleased to report, however, that I managed to make two of them sick by taking an overly relaxed approach to the number of sweets they were allowed to eat. Bertie threw up on the station platform after turning several different shades of green and white. Harvey saved it until he got home, which is technically out of my control: his mother reported that it was mainly chocolate based.

I suggest that you don’t bother to see Arthur and the Invisibles – load of old tripe!

A daughter - Charlotte Williams Rose

Cathy and I are the proud parents of a beautiful baby girl who was born at 01:16 this morning in The Royal Surrey Hospital, Guildford. She weighs in at a might 9lbs (or 4.090 kilos if you’re that way inclined). We haven’t chosen a name yet but you’ll be amongst the first to know when we do. Here’s a photo to be going on with (there are a few more in my Flickr photostream over here on the right).