I had a reasonably busy day, most of it in front of the computer regrettably.
Woke up, checked email looking for new correspondence from my hosting company and read what they had to say.
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Until now, I had not bothered them with anything, as I wasn’t really doing terribly much aside from this here blog and a few bits and pieces thrown with reckless abandon at the main site.
My inbox is now loaded with support emails. The folks running the support desk are on the ball and let you know they are in the case very rapidly. Perhaps a little too much, but you can’t fault them for that. They did fix the problems as well as switching some things around for me, which was good.
The last email from them includes something about some wacky thing called ‘SSL’ which will be kicking around soon.
For the uninitiated, ‘SSL’ means ‘Secure Socket Layer’ and basically means that whatever information is sent over a SSL secured connection stays between the two computers and nobody else. Usually it’s used when you do online shopping which kinda gives the game away.
In short, the online store software is there and installed but not functioning yet. I have a list of things I need to put in there, but I am waiting for a book to arrive to help me out with that. The software is open source and free, the book isn’t. I don’t have the time to fool around learning about new software, and if the book saves me an hour, it’s paid for itself.
For an afternoon interlude I took the kids for a drive to the workshop and grabbed a few things, then we got some juice and snacks and came home again. Mum got home from a little meeting and suggested we go for a walk, which we did and wound up at a transplanted Victorian era house turned into a cafe.
It also happens to be stuffed full of period English furniture which was an eye opener. It’s within walking distance of home, and I never knew what was inside.
The furniture in there is all old, old, old and it shows.
Some of it has held up very well, some not so well. All of it is showing the effects of the local climate, again some of it doing so gracefully and some not so gracefully.
As we walked out I had a single thought, “Either those old guys got away with murder, or this climate is murder” and I can’t honestly say which was correct. Sure, wide tabletops and panels tearing themselves apart when they don’t float is to be expected, but to see a nicely carved molding twisted enough that it looks melted, I don’t think that was anticipated by the original craftsman.
Whatever, the cakes were good there and we will be back. A scone with jam and cream for $1.50 can’t be all bad. 
After that we went home, I went and talked with a friend and then came back here to battle with the software some more, decided I did need some ‘manual’ assistance and that was about it.
Maybe not the greatest of Sundays, but definitely not a total loss, not by a long way.
I just hope I can get some more posts out about making doors this week. It’s going to be tough, Mum got begged into working again. In these tough economic times, she is beating off the job offers.Our internet connection here at home goes out on Wednesday too. They think they can stuff 50meg/sec down the phone line, and I want to find out if they are right. Pity our computer can’t handle that kinda speed…
I’m blabbering so I am off to bed.
Stay tuned, I think things are going to become slightly interesting around here soon.
Stu.