To the Welsh among us: “Happy Santes Dwynwen Day!”May your love be as enduring as a slate roof in a storm and your pronunciation confuse at least three Englishmen before lunchtime. To the Scots: “Happy Rabbie Burns Day/Night!”May your haggis be...
This is actually Version 4 of my blog.
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To the Welsh among us: “Happy Santes Dwynwen Day!”May your love be as enduring as a slate roof in a storm and your pronunciation confuse at least three Englishmen before lunchtime. To the Scots: “Happy Rabbie Burns Day/Night!”May your haggis be...
I’ve been haunting the digital wilds since about ’94, back when the web crackled, hummed, and occasionally threatened to set your modem on fire just for looking at it funny. A personal website here, a blog there, sometimes both held together with...
I genuinely don’t know whether the UK’s infrastructure has quietly regressed, whether people have collectively gone soft, or whether Health & Safety has simply been allowed to run wild across the country. As I write this, I’m looking out at a...
The Hacker Manifesto by+++The Mentor+++Written January 8, 1986 Another one got caught today, it’s all over the papers. “Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal”, “Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering”… Damn kids. They’re all alike. But did you,...
The Hacker Manifesto by+++The Mentor+++Written January 8, 1986 Another one got caught today, it’s all over the papers. “Teenager Arrested in Computer Crime Scandal”, “Hacker Arrested after Bank Tampering”… Damn kids. They’re all alike. But did you,...
Blwyddyn Newydd Dda! As we step across the threshold into 2026, I want to send each of you my heartfelt thanks and my fiercest good wishes. Another year has turned its page, and here we stand, wiser, a little more battle‑tested, and still carrying...
Its that time of year again. Where I look back over the previous year and answer the same 40 questions.
2025 Edition
On the longest night of the year, the world feels as though it pauses, just for a heartbeat, between one breath and the next. The veil thins, not in the ghost‑story sense, but in the way a still lake reveals the sky when the wind finally rests....
This evening was my final Masonic event of 2025! and I swear, this time it really is the last one. Hugh had been battling a bad cold and couldn’t make it to Wynnstay Lodge on Wednesday, so we agreed the year wouldn’t feel complete without a proper...
This evening was my final Masonic event of 2025. I am all done until next year. Ok, So I may have already posted about my last Masonic Meeting of the year, but in my defence when I wrote that post it really was my last meeting of 2025. I had...