Tuesday, March 26, 2002
Thursday, March 21, 2002
Tuesday, March 19, 2002
Actually, I'm not sure that this really makes things worse than I thought they already were. As I understand it, when I started to do the contract thing, I was employed by a company (admittedly my own) that would send me off to work in various places, and would pay me a salary out of the money the client company paid it. This meant, for example, that my travel between Edinburgh and (say) London was a cost of doing business (or whatever they call it). Then the rules changed, and it looked as if my travel and accommodation when working away from Edinburgh were meant to come out of the money I was paid -- but if the ability to claim for travel has only just gone, then it looks as if I was wrong here. Time to talk to Nice Mr Accountant, I guess.
Monday, March 18, 2002
Crashed out quite early on the train, drifted in and out of sleep until about Carstairs (where the Edinburgh and Glasgow ends of the train separate), and eventually made it home for about eightish.
What I should've done then was to crash out immediately, but there was computery stuff to deal with, and post (including a new Linux distro to play with: Lycoris aka Desktop/LX from the folk who used to be Redmond Linux - first impression, it's a bit sucky).
Large chunks of the rest of Saturday passed in a sort of haze, ending up with dozing in front of the television, and not making it out to see the midnight showing of Akira.
Sunday wasn't too brilliant, either - took the family for a meal (again, after a lot of mucking about trying to get things sorted - my subconscious definitely doesn't like packing for the return to London). Unfortunately the meal was a bit of a disaster - nothing ever quite bad enough to complain about, but far and away the least pleasant meal out we've had in a long time.
Back home, I managed to smash Rob's china ashtray from den Haag before going out for a pre-train drink with Charlie and Feorag.
Made it onto the train with plenty of time to spare, to discover that there was no bar. This was probably just as well, as I fell asleep within minutes of the train moving off, and didn't wake up until just before Euston.
Friday, March 15, 2002
Thursday, March 14, 2002
Wednesday, March 13, 2002
It's almost last orders - I think I'll try for a beer after all.
Tuesday, March 12, 2002
Monday, March 11, 2002
Still, what I'm looking for is a pop-up based system that stores the comments in a plain text file on my server (I don't want to use up any of my MySQL ration when I may have other plans for it...
Friday, March 08, 2002
Thursday, March 07, 2002
Wednesday, March 06, 2002
Not to mention that I've probably still got a vaguely unholy mixture of the fonts and colours I used to have with the ones from my vaguely crisp (slightly soggy?) PLUMS page (which is to say the Product Library User Management System, that being the tool for which I designed the front-end that I'm ripping off here).