You probably spotted that I'm done with blogging for the time being. I just thought I ought to make it official.
I'm a gobshite, I still have much to say, especially at this time of year when George Michael is once more ripping his heart from his chest and then wondering why his girlfriend rejects it. A couple of reasons George, the lesser of which is that a box of chocolates makes a better gift than offal.
But technology and life move on. Blogger no longer serves any purpose for me, except as a museum. Some of the rubbish stored in its vaults is good fun, but it is done.
Thanks for dropping by.