The makeshift office away from the office, the kitchen table as it was once known, is quiet now. Folk have come and gone over the course of the day, emails have been recieved and sent, music listened to, important calls made, the 1923 US Naval disaster at Honda Point discussed and tea has been drunk. With the exception of the fan on this crappy old laptop, all is silent for the first time today. And so, for the purposes of this blog, and with a tiny amount of gin, three Monster Munch and a handful of Minstrels, I'll try and explain what's been happening over the last six months or so.

OK, so it's cracking on a bit now and I've been working on this website again all night. It's the wife's birthday tomorrow (well technically today) so I really should pack this in and write her card. I just love to live life on the edge.

I seem to be spending a fair bit of time on this here website! I think that the missus might be getting a bit angsty - time for bed then (said Zebedee).