Email and Reading
Tuesday, August 25th, 2009 10:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
caddymanIn this post, I cover two unrelated topics to fill out time and relieve my boredom.
The email in this building has been acting the arse for the past couple of days. Sometime after lunch yesterday it stopped working at all for about two and a half hours. When the server woke up from its coma and delivered everything, it included an email telling us the email wasn’t working. Thanks for that.
The last email I received was 16.08 yesterday. That’s possible, but not probable, especially since I emailed myself about ten minutes ago from my gmail account to see if the system was working. I can send, but not receive, it appears. Doubtless I shall, in due course, receive an email telling me that the email system is not working.
Can’t wait.
Well, last night on the way home I read the end of the Poirot and although the baddie was the same as in the TV series, the denouement was still somewhat different – at least I think it was. I think the TV version may have been revised slightly in one important way to save the tender sensibilities of modern TV audiences, particularly those members who sit there note pad and pen in hand waiting to jot down the smallest thing that may offend them and then complain to the broadcaster. God rot them. Other changes were stylistic only.
So that’s Dumb Witness out of the way. I am taking a break from Agatha Christie to read one of Furtle’s Steampunk books: Affinity Bridge, by George Mann. It has Victorian Zeppelins, clockwork automata, pea-soupers and zombies
I am hopeful that it will live up to the blurb on the cover – and Furtle enjoyed it, I recall.
The email in this building has been acting the arse for the past couple of days. Sometime after lunch yesterday it stopped working at all for about two and a half hours. When the server woke up from its coma and delivered everything, it included an email telling us the email wasn’t working. Thanks for that.
The last email I received was 16.08 yesterday. That’s possible, but not probable, especially since I emailed myself about ten minutes ago from my gmail account to see if the system was working. I can send, but not receive, it appears. Doubtless I shall, in due course, receive an email telling me that the email system is not working.
Can’t wait.
Well, last night on the way home I read the end of the Poirot and although the baddie was the same as in the TV series, the denouement was still somewhat different – at least I think it was. I think the TV version may have been revised slightly in one important way to save the tender sensibilities of modern TV audiences, particularly those members who sit there note pad and pen in hand waiting to jot down the smallest thing that may offend them and then complain to the broadcaster. God rot them. Other changes were stylistic only.
So that’s Dumb Witness out of the way. I am taking a break from Agatha Christie to read one of Furtle’s Steampunk books: Affinity Bridge, by George Mann. It has Victorian Zeppelins, clockwork automata, pea-soupers and zombies
I am hopeful that it will live up to the blurb on the cover – and Furtle enjoyed it, I recall.