More often than not I stare at the screen thinking:

I’ve been here before. What did I do again? If only I’d writ­ten some­thing down. Any­thing would have helped! Just a mem­ory jog­ger, a link, it would save me hav­ing to do it all over again …

So this is it. My scrib­ble book. The untidy heap of turned-over old print­outs with scrib­bles on the back; the post-it notes, the occa­sional attempts at a proper note­book that always ends up as a mousepad. And not a very good one either.

Chances are, that what­ever tech­ni­cal frus­tra­tion you encounter, some­one else has already been there, and either solved it, par­tially solved it, or writ­ten enter­tain­ingly about throw­ing their com­puter out the window.

This blog is pri­mar­ily for my ben­e­fit. My note­book. My pain. My frus­tra­tion. My desire to be six months down the line and find that when I get that déjà vu moment, I wrote some­thing down some­where. If it helps any­one else, or any­one else can help me, well that’s splendid.