Monday, July 27, 2009

Descendants of King Tut?

Or should that be 'tat'?

I am naturally drawn to any piece that mentions 'junk', even if in less than glowing terms.

Like the Pharaohs, we’re getting buried by our own possessions

However, in my case, several years' worth of old packaging secreted around house, garden and shed might stretch to qualify as 'possessions'.

My name is URL... and Mud

You know that bowl of petunias in the HitchHiker's Guide?

'Oh, no; not again'

Last week the upgrades to the site went live. Tested every which way and looking well spiffy.

However, behind the scenes, there were 'consequences' brewing.

Because along with the change there was a change of server and, it turns out, that meant links elsewhere got lost.

So I noticed that was no longer getting emails.

However, in solving that, it then seems that the site was linking to an ancient incarnation held in the cache.

And now, in solving that in turn, I now no longer have access to the back end admin. There is something about a scrolling page headed 'Error Code...' that can really spoil a day.