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I am a computer programmer by profession, with diverse interests in many apparently unrelated areas. I've tried to show that by means of userboxes; unfortunately, if formatted as a single column, it turned out to be rather long but was still not exhaustive. Since it got a bit silly, I've shunted most of them into a siding. A few have been retained, placed alongside relevant paragraphs as illustration.
My programming skills are mainly in DataFlex and PFXplus (also known as Powerflex). I also have experience in HTML.
You won't find me on TubeFace or SpaceBook; I don't tweet, blog, share files or anything else like that. I know that some people have great fun doing such things, but it's not my bag.
Not so long ago it was state of the art. But no longer. I can't keep on buying new kit just because some silly software salesman in Seattle says that their stuff needs it. So, by doing nothing, I move backwards.
Just at this moment, somehow or other, they began to run.
... they were running hand in hand, and the [Red] Queen went so fast that it was all she [Alice] could do to keep up with her: and still the Queen kept crying 'Faster! Faster!' but Alice felt she could not go faster, though she had no breath left to say so. The most curious part of the thing was, that the trees and the other things round them never changed their places at all: however fast they went, they never seemed to pass anything. ... till suddenly, just as Alice was getting quite exhausted, they stopped, and she found herself sitting on the ground, breathless and giddy. The Queen propped her up against a tree, and said kindly, 'You may rest a little now.' Alice looked round her in great surprise. 'Why, I do believe we've been under this tree the whole time! Everything's just as it was!'
The red rose is the badge of the Duchy of Lancaster and my family mostly come from Lancashire. My favourite football team has a red rose in its badge; my favourite cricket county has a red rose on their cap; and (coincidentally) I have friends in the Welsh village of Rhos-goch.