I’m posting this from my ancient phone, just to see what happens, and if it’s possible to make it look not ghastly.
Can you hear it? You may have to squint, but the bugle calls for the small victory of finally mapping my domain name to this site. You are now on erylshields.com rather than the rather grim sounding erylshieldsink.wordpress.com. I knew it would happen eventually, I was just worried about when. As it stands I only […]
from your current provider. I’m not terribly good at waiting, on the whole, and I seem to be doing it a lot recently. At the moment I’m waiting for my current domain name registrar to confirm something or other in order for the transfer to happen. What they need to confirm I have no idea, […]
When I was a child my mother would call in a plumber to change the washer on a dripping tap; it would never have crossed her mind to do it herself. We weren’t wealthy, she, a widowed immigrant with four children, cleaned hospitals to feed us, but she believed in expertise. If a job needed […]
‘Let’s eat biscuits!’ ‘There aren’t any.’ ‘Let’s draw fish.’ ‘OK, you draw fish, I’ll get on with this.’ My other selves are bored of trying to get this site set up, they would rather do anything other than continue to stare at this screen. I may have to go out for biscuits…