It's my birthday. 28 mostly happy years on the planet. The pretty girl from the sandwich bar just round the corner gave me a mince pie.

We're mostly moved into the house now. We've two heavy items left to move, a bookshelf and my computer desk, and so I've hired a man and a van to come round tonight and help me shift them.

We'll be in the house officially as of around 8pm Friday night, we then head off the France on the 7.15am Eurostar to Paris the following day.

Work

I have a whole pile of jobs to do but I'm reluctant to do them given there's so little time before we head of for a break. I'm not fond of making changes to live systems when I'm not going to be around to keep an eye on them afterwards.

Instead, I'm doing DNS kung-foo with the aim of us dropping our little /27 early next year. The only really nasty thing left to do is to move all the VPNs over to their new IP.