Groundwell Zero

Gosh, this is exciting...

The joys of Corporate reorganisation; here I am, stuck in a James Bond filmset waiting for the joyously named Reloc8 to deliver our servers, PCs, chairs &c.

Still, at least the network ports are alive so I can deepen my understanding of the world we live in via the Rhino Fart, and report my tedium in here.

and

The espresso machine in the canteen is broken.

Still, at least there is one, which is more than could be said for Maple; take this one step at a time.