Well all, I have finally gotten around to doing something about the hosting for autoblography.co.uk.
Farewell Supanames. You were great to start with. Then you got a bit pooey. Sorry to leave you, but I just wasn't happy.
So...yeah.
I'm not sure if I've done this right at all. I have a horrible feeling that I've waded into a realm of shifting sands and uncertain waters, and I'm not sure if I've taken the right route. If you can read this, I'm doing okay.
If all this disappears...keep checking back, because there ain't no bugger gonna steal this place from me if I have anything to do with it. Built this place with someone else's bare hands, so I did. I remember when all this was 404 - Page Not Found.
Yes. Well anyway. If all goes tits up - literally - if you come back and this is just ads for pr0n and cellphones...look for me to the East at dawn on the third day. Or over here.
Just so you know.
Just in case.
Y'know.
Ahem.
So whose hosting did you decide on in the end?
Adrian's.
You still look like the bloke who sung "Love is in the Air" you know!
Random person from my radio past, make yourself KNOWN!
Still lookin' good from this side of the fence, Stuart?
Yup yup, yarr. Just gathering forces for the big push.
That means: reading everything I can find so I don't mess it up, and asking Adrian lots of stupid questions.
There are no stupid questions.
Well not yet.