September 22nd, 2006


Tory Fanzine

Just popped into the party office to deliver the final version of the new local fanzine so they can make copies.

I bumped into Andrew (the MP), Mary (the agent), Isabel (the chairman) and so on, just taking a few moments to shelter from the rain between meetings elsewhere in town.

Andrew said something like "ah, someone who knows about technology", and asked me to do something arcane for him on his mobile phone, but he passed it to me via Mary and she did it for him instead.

And, twenty seconds or so after I left, I got a cheeky and flirty text message from someone else; one which might have been even more entertaining if it had happened whilst I was surrounded by senior local party figures. I like my friends and their potential for confounding small-c-conservative expectations.

There are good clients, and there are Good Clients

I spent a couple of days either side of Flick's wedding installing a whole new set of server-side infrastructure for a client of mine. It involved some long days and some frustration, not least because the old main server was very keen to fall over the moment it was doing anything remotely stressful -- such as, for example, letting me copy stuff off it to put on the new server. That's okay, though -- some jobs are like that.

Today I typed up the invoice for the job. I emailed the PDF off to the client at 12:26.

At 17:16 I had a phone call from them. They've just paid the invoice. That's a shade under five hours, and a new record.