Believe what you want, it doesn’t mean you’re right
I was digging around through a box of old paper the other day, and came across my timetable from boarding school from 1976. I’m not sure what, if any, the difference between “French” and “Frog” was. I do remember taking… Continue Reading →
One of the side effects of having a job where I’m learning new stuff and really enjoying the work is that I don’t feel the urge to write so much on my blog. Maybe I should start commenting on what… Continue Reading →