Once upon a time, in a land far far away, a group of people lived in a house named for a King Alfred, and in that house many good things were done. It was here that this weblog began, along with another — in truth it was here that a lot of things began for a good many people.
In that time this weblog was called for a poem written by Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, and so when it comes to it and I have to think of a title to run in the header this is the one I choose.
Shift-reload (shift+f5 in windows, shift+apple+R in osx) if some images look funny, I was lazy and did not rename them.
Oh yes, and I know that little oblong button is horrible, but it’s a placeholder until I think of something nicer and more appropriate.
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More!? OK then, but I can't help feeling that this will be a disappointment to you.
I work as a web designer in Belfast, and I live by the sea in a shoe. You can see me here, doing my livejournal pose as idoru called it. If you need to you can email me at carisenda -at- gmail -dot- com.
sigh More memories. Mostly of ‘The Edge’. Which is funny, as there were lots of memories of ‘The Edge’ from back up the Ravenhill Road era as well. Not the same Edge, mind.