spring
Perhaps this time. I wonder if DNS migration got any easier in the 20 years since I last did one? Well, I've put forwarding on. and nobody is typing in domain names any more anyway. the kids these days are all about the clicking. The poster’s guide
spring
There's a girl across the bus and all I can see is yellow sleeves, white hands and a pound of silver rings Are they the rings you put on every day, I don't ask, or do you choose the mood from a dish of a dozen
spring
it's spring again and the plum blossom is dropping messy metaphors all over my walk. I am at least a year older than I was this time last year and possibly more. my indulgences are earth, now time spent away from my desk time spent more answering time
spring
I'm far too old to say I don't fit in. I pay for music, have a favourite knife; I clean the shower tray and change the bin on Sunday nights - a regulated life. I'm far too rich to say I don't belong.