A bot on monkeytalk.ximian.com said "MikeGTN is nothing but a culturally-unsound mound of contemptible pods.". How incredibly appropriate. Wasted a lot of time today, but did achieve a morning visit to Burnham and dealt with the early part of what will likely be a tide of paperwork as I thunder toward financial ruin. Reasonably good job opportunity arises. A bottle of the vodka containing gold flakes has finally been located!
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I've had a home on the web for more years than I care to remember, and a few kind souls persuade me it's worth persisting with keeping it updated. This current incarnation of the site is centred around the blog posts which began back in 1999 as 'the daylog' and continued through my travels and tribulations during the following years.
I don't get out and about nearly as much these days, but I do try to record significant events and trips for posterity. You may also have arrived here by following the trail to my former music blog Songs Heard On Fast Trains. That content is preserved here too.
