More tinkering at Detail. This redrawing of two old galleries includes all of their photos and several new ones taken in June last year in the quarry at Portpatrick, the old port for ferries to Northern Ireland.
We visited Musselburgh last weekend, leading to a supplement to Scottish Sand. This pop-up shows five new photos before looping back to the previous ones.
An average run as 1985 kicks off at Popular.
Moving Movable Type
After a few years of dragging my heels, I finally bit the bullet and upgraded Movable Type yesterday— from 3.16 to 4.31, skipping several generations of the software that have come in between. It was either that or switch to WordPress, and I thought I’d give MT one more try to see what the new one can do. It was a surprisingly painless process, but hunting around for instructions on the interim steps took a while—most people have long since left MT3.x behind. I thought I’d post what I found here, in case anyone else is still looking to do the same.
So, only a month between intending to finish these next and actually finishing them. In Paris we caught the train out to Versailles one day (not helped by one of the central lines being out of service without our realising) and reached it by lunchtime, far too late to avoid the hordes of tourists of which we now comprised a hordlet. J. and A. joined the massive queue for the palace tour, which wasn’t a good place for a two-year-old, so I took W. for a trundle in his buggy around the gardens. This is a pretty full day’s sightseeing in itself if you attempt to cover most or all of the open areas. The gardens have hidden speakers playing baroque music from within their giant hedges, which is enchanting until you’ve been listening to it for four hours.
We’d arrived just in time to miss the fountains, switched off through the middle of the day, but after criss-crossing the entire map they all came on just as the sun came out and just as we were about to leave. The gardens were by now even more packed with visitors, now that half of them had left the confines of the palace. Any hope of taking artificially empty photographs of palatial views was in vain, but I didn’t mind; the crowded shots in this gallery actually give a better impression of the 21st-century tourist experience in one the world’s most famous places.
Feeding Frenzy
If a flea fancies flans when he’s flustered
And a mouse nibbles mousse without mustard,
Does a llama, at times,
Relish llicking at llimes?
Would a cuscus scoff couscous with custard?
Flit
The downside, peeps, of using Twitter
When you’re meant to work
Is colleagues see you tweeting
Which is why the wise birds lurk.
But when your work is web-based
And you’re meant to find a host
Of useful links and share them
Then the wise birds know to post.
To read or write, re-tweet or link
Oh, what’s a bird to do?
The wise birds fly to other sites
And start again anew.
The clocks ring out 1984 at Popular.
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