Natasha Richardson

I find myself unaccountably sad to read about the death after a skiing accident of Natasha Richardson at the age of 45.

It is particularly mystifying since looking down her filmography, I can say with some certainty, that I have not seen any of her films though I think I may have seen her in The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes on TV as Violet Hunter in the adaptation of Copper Beeches.

I suppose it is just the thought of someone being cut down in their prime.


Natasha Richardson
1963-2009

Natasha Richardson

I find myself unaccountably sad to read about the death after a skiing accident of Natasha Richardson at the age of 45.

It is particularly mystifying since looking down her filmography, I can say with some certainty, that I have not seen any of her films though I think I may have seen her in The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes on TV as Violet Hunter in the adaptation of Copper Beeches.

I suppose it is just the thought of someone being cut down in their prime.


Natasha Richardson
1963-2009

Page Load Error

Hmm.

My Internets seems to be intermittently unwell.

Better go to work, then.

Page Load Error

Hmm.

My Internets seems to be intermittently unwell.

Better go to work, then.

Tech Fail

There is a certain bemused joy in coming in to work after finding the internets a bit wonky at home, to discover that they are working properly in the office, but apart from email, that’s all there is.

I can open Word, Excel and the like, but not save anything (not entirely true since I have my flash drive with me), or access any of the shared drives. Once upon a time this wouldn’t have been an immediate problem. Although I habitually save my work on the P: drive on the server, I used to back it up to the local D: drive at least once every couple of days, so even if I couldn’t access the latest stuff I’d been working on, I could get hold of recent copies.

Not now, though. For the past three or four years we have been unable to access the local drives on our own machines. They are for the systems people only, now. We have to put everything on the central shared drives.

Today, however, none of those are working. I have email and internet and er… that’s it.

It’s going to be a long day.

Edited to add: In fact we have no email either. La la la...

Tech Fail

There is a certain bemused joy in coming in to work after finding the internets a bit wonky at home, to discover that they are working properly in the office, but apart from email, that’s all there is.

I can open Word, Excel and the like, but not save anything (not entirely true since I have my flash drive with me), or access any of the shared drives. Once upon a time this wouldn’t have been an immediate problem. Although I habitually save my work on the P: drive on the server, I used to back it up to the local D: drive at least once every couple of days, so even if I couldn’t access the latest stuff I’d been working on, I could get hold of recent copies.

Not now, though. For the past three or four years we have been unable to access the local drives on our own machines. They are for the systems people only, now. We have to put everything on the central shared drives.

Today, however, none of those are working. I have email and internet and er… that’s it.

It’s going to be a long day.

Edited to add: In fact we have no email either. La la la...

Tech Fail (ii)

I have just found an ancient box of floppy disks and tried one out.

It hasn't rusted over; it still works. I can save up to ONE MEGABYTE of information at a time. Oh, the nostalgia: it's like 1998 all over again (which is about the last time I used a floppy disk...).

Tech Fail (ii)

I have just found an ancient box of floppy disks and tried one out.

It hasn't rusted over; it still works. I can save up to ONE MEGABYTE of information at a time. Oh, the nostalgia: it's like 1998 all over again (which is about the last time I used a floppy disk...).