But, it looks like Xanga’s not going to be going in about 6 weeks time. Unless they raise $60,000. Which seems like an awfully huge ask. And, I suspect, will happen again, and again, and again. I am a pessimist. I do not understand why it is so much, so quickly, with no clear plan of how it would be spent. “We need to hire developers, we need to pay for hosting space”, well, good luck with getting someone for next-to-nothing (or taking advantage of peoples’ good natures).

So I’ll be shifting over to http://extremeknitting.wordpress.com

Most of my Xangan friends are long gone from here. It was a blast. We’ll find each other elsewhere.

xxx

The only thing that I cannot find in the flat is my holepunch. I have found the lost hot water bottle and the card (after I’d bought new).

The Time Travelling Day was not a roaring success, but it was Good Enough, with the odd point at which things could have gone better. No major crisises – most of the problem was not having enough people. At least two who’d promised to show up didn’t, and a couple more were ill/swopped out of their activities at the last minute. This is what happens.  It was FREEZING cold. Freezing, and so many Brownie parents didn’t send them in adequate layers. Sigh. There’s very little you can do about that, apart from remembering the thermos for hot ribena, and the heated hand packs. This Brown Owl forgot.

We’ve had a successful disaster recovery, well: so far, it’s successful. The bits I did worked fine. I even wrote some very belated scripts to make it easier next time. We shouldn’t need those, though. It’s only taken me 3.5 years to get round to writing them, but that’s not a problem. They are, at least, written. And some guarantee that the the new system will be in place for the next time round.

T’s Thomas the Tank Engine Victor Engine has been dispatched, so we’ll have it ready for Friday week when his Ma and Pa are getting married prior to moving to Dubai.

My to do list is nearly manageable.

May Day was fun, if freezing.

I have sown chillis, chives and some form of green broccoli into pots on the windowsill.

I have bought broad beans and cress for Brownies on Friday week. I am shifting the textiles stuff, as I’ve got a lot of prep to do for that, and I’m not really in the mood. I want to knit.

I have knitted.

Knitting is addictive.  It is good for not killing your colleagues at DR (I dunno. If the files are named, with a date stamp, and the type of backup, it really shouldn’t be so hard to find the full backup, should it?). It is good for keeping calm when your friends are, rightly, annoyed about something that you feel you should have control over but, in reality, don’t. It is good for making warm things to keep you warm. It is succour when the world is going bonkers and you’re Fed Up with April and what it’s doing to everyone.

I’m going to have avocado salad with goat’s cheese for supper.

xxx