Dropping the shutters
OK, as some of you may already know, yours truly is about to go through the whole “moving house” nightmare again; in the next few days I’ll be decamping from the metaphorical banks of the Styx and crossing the 250-odd miles back to the south coast, and my old stamping grounds of Velcro City.
Regrettably – no thanks to the general uselessness of estate agents – I don’t actually have a new home to move into, so I’m going to be sofasurfing and prevailing upon the hospitality of friends until a more permanent abode becomes available. As such, the next seven days will see me largely detached from the internet’s life-giving (or is it life-draining?) flood of bits and bytes, and the few weeks immediately following may well be defined by limited access to such.
The TL;DR version: I ain’t gonna be blogging over the next week, and things will probably be slow to restart immediately after that.
I hope you’ll bear with me during this transitional period… and indeed the year ahead, which is shaping up to be full of interesting and exciting changes in my life. As a taster of such, perhaps you’d like to pop over to New Scientist‘s Culture Lab blog and read a write-up of the Transcendent Man discussion panel I went to last weekend, which has been penned by some bloke with a by-line that should be familiar to you? 
Thanks for your patience, and your continued readership; we’ll be back to broadcast-as-usual as soon as circumstances permit. 
April 12th, 2011 at 8:33 am
Farewell, I will feed Cerberus for you.
April 12th, 2011 at 8:39 am
My condolences on your homelessness.
April 12th, 2011 at 10:26 am
Cheers, deadman.
And thanks to you too, Robert, though it’s a long way from proper homelessness; indeed, I’ve been in far worse situations for far longer periods of time! Think of it, if you will, as a transitional phase.
April 13th, 2011 at 6:53 am
We’ll miss you. Get back to blogging here as soon as reasonably possible, though we’ll understand if that takes awhile. Moving is one of life’s more hideous activities, and the thought that I will need to move again at some point is the largest motivator I know for getting rid of stuff.
July 21st, 2011 at 1:52 pm
Nothing is worse than moving. I hope things went well.