The Canal Company Ltd to be guest of honour, with first sip from the communal bottle.
We’re on a road to nowhere. Well, WordPress is at least – they’ve slipped over into The Dark Side. Huge changes with no announcements; no-one checking that changes they’ve made have worked and haven’t caused unexpected or unwanted extra effects; storage reduced (for “new” customers, at the moment) and prices increased ‘…to make the benefits of WordPress.com available to more people.’ [Staff quote]. I kid you not. I don’t get to see it because I’m always signed in, but for all I know they may have quadrupled the amount of advertising that they place here too – for our benefit. Preparing themselves for sale, methinks, the usual part of such deals being that the acquired company makes unpopular changes before the sale so that the acquiring company may then avoid the bad PR. Please see update at top of previous blog post for details and links.
Anyway, as far as I know, as far as I may know, tis business as usual again here for the moment.
I can’t even remember what I was going to write about yesterday. It was probably just a load of old blether.*
*In which case I ought to work for WordPress’s PR & Forum Department.
We’re in that season (January to December) when England alternates several times a day, each day, between one season and some random other. Summer in the lead photo, but the frost formations on the Cardinal and on the (less well heated) boat moored behind were facinating.
As thick as it looked, I would guess at it being the product of a combination of some strange wind and odd precipi…….tation (a tangential reference few will recognise or even need to recognise).
Praise be to Mr Stove for keeping me toasty.
The canals being inordinately busy now that the past couple of years has weened so many folk from Ryanairing it to Kathmandu or wherever it was that they otherwise went, this image of our moorings is out of date by four boats, two in front, two behind now.
It’s still on the idyllic side of Hell’s Kitchen Bridge (and I’ve still no idea why the bridge ahead was given such a … colourful … name.
The bridge goes from nowhere to nowhere, there’s no road, no (non-trespass) foot access.
Or perhaps it only seems so?
Do you recall my telling you about the joke plumbing at the Anderton Services a while ago? The tap that briefly caused a refreshing fountain when first used? Well, the Canal Company Ltd have mended it. A friend sent me this photomagraph of the repair:
So now, for the far, far foreseeable, there’s only one tap at the services, not two – this wholly usable-with-care one being wrapped in Clingfilm and striped mending tape, and they’re situated at either end of the wharf of these busy busy busy facilities, so for a quarter of the time at least, with two-boat capacity, one boat won’t have a hosepipe long enough to reach.
Praise be that the Canal Company Ltd is not in the business of providing medical services.
After the silliness of yesterday I feel all blogged-out now. I’ll try to be more interesting next time.
Chin-chin for the mo, Muskies.