Sunday, August 13th, 2006
Hello 
What a weekend! Dafydd arrived on Friday afternoon, earlier than expected, which meant some hurried washing up. Having been stopped by some of the local police, who wanted to know what he was doing with a tent on a motorbike (camping?!), he was in dire need of tea. Tassja arrived scant seconds later, and we spent the evening chilling out.
Saturday morning we awoke to find Dafydd’s bike stolen. We called the police, and scoured the local area, but to no avail. So far, even having checked the CCTV, it’s not been found 
Not to be deterred, we headed up to the Wenallt, to take in some of the local scenery.
A quick visit to the top of Caerphilly Mountain, and then home left us absolutely shattered. Tomorrow morning Dafydd has to go home, but I think I can say that the weekend’s already been an adventure. It would have been even without Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, this afternoon 
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Wednesday, August 9th, 2006
Go see
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Tuesday, August 8th, 2006
It’s all getting a bit much. Managing the forums at TDN, the Learning project there, and helping them create a brand new website is just taking up… well, everything. It’s getting to the point that I give it more time than anything else in my life, so something has to change.
Last night, Tassja asked if it was okay to email the committee at TDN to get some changes happening. What we’ve suggested before is that she take over the admin of the forums, while I get some rest from them in order to devote more energy to the web project. This morning we had the go ahead for that, so we expect to make a forum announcement this evening.
Personally, I’m just relieved. The forums have been wearing me down for a while, now. I love them, I really do, but I think I need a break. It’s bad when they stop me sleeping.
In other news - babysitting’s pretty cool! We got to do some on Saturday night, with Tassja’s niece and nephew. It woke up all sorts of memories in me, but none of it felt bad, which I think is a first time in the last four years. Who knows where this could lead?
I seem to have rediscovered Anthrax. The band that is, not the virus. I shall use it to combat the foolish people who insist on parking their cars outside our house at 3am, and playing gansta (c)rap at about 7,000 decibels. May their sub woofers rot and their Vauxhall Novas rust.
Right. Back to the grindstone for me - I’ve got a project plan to write, don’tchaknow?
ttfn!
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