Archive for August, 2003

Web design related links

Wednesday, August 27th, 2003

“Building Accessible Websites”:http://joeclark.org/book/sashay/serialization/
The whole book; on the web. A must read if you are going to do this seriously.

“My Web site is standard! And yours?”:http://www.w3.org/QA/2002/04/Web-Quality
The W3C guide to HTML and standards.

“Definition Lists”:http://www.benmeadowcroft.com/webdev/articles/definition-lists.shtml

“VisiBone”:http://www.visibone.com/
A collection of references and free online resources for web design adventures including colour references.

“Colour Wheel and Colour Complements”:http://www.saumag.edu/art/studio/chalkboard/c-wheel.html
Mix your colours sensibly and effectively.

“Typography”:http://www.d.umn.edu/itss/support/Training/Online/webdesign/type.html#size
Links about web design and fonts

“Squeeze the Most Out of Web Graphics”:http://www.smartisans.com/articles/web_graphics.aspx
Get the most from JPEGs and GIFs while living with browsers’ limitations.

“CSS Image Rollovers”:http://www.uoguelph.ca/~stuartr/articles/cssrollovers.shtml

“Position is Everything”:http://www.positioniseverything.net/

“CSS Shorthand properties”:http://home.no.net/junjun/html/shorthand.html

“Playing Cards with CSS”:http://www.brainjar.com/css/cards/
How to graphically represent every standard playing card

Holiday Snaps

Tuesday, August 26th, 2003

Some (108; quite large) pictures from my “holiday in Ireland”:http://www.emilia-freeman.com/holiday2003/

On blogging holiday til September (at least).

Summer Holidays

Thursday, August 21st, 2003

In the middle of my summer holidays (I had a real holiday), but now I’m having an internet holiday and enjoying it.

Just an entry to say, I’m at Reading Festival Saturday to see Blur and a few other bands (no White Stripes :( ). Then it most of next week off too, including my daughter’s third birthday. Then back to the Land of Blogging on the 8th September.

Interactive Holiday

Friday, August 8th, 2003

The website of the village we are staying in, Avoca is an interactive adventure game.

So far, I’ve had a Guinness and told Tara that she has the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen (*hick*). Then my wife dragged me home by an ear.

So, whilst I’m on holiday, you can pretend to be in the same village. I’ll be in Fitzgerald’s Pub, go into the corner and offer to buy me a Whiskey chaser.

Holiday Destination

Thursday, August 7th, 2003

I’m on holiday from tomorrow in wonderful Ireland, where hopefully temperatures are slightly less tropical (under no circumstances go into your loft in this sort of weather; the sweatage this will cause could cause intense dehydration and loss of life). However, it seems that in the town I’ll be staying in, temperatures are rising

bq. Post office users in Arklow are having to queue for lengthy periods of time and stand out on the street as the Main Street premises cannot accommodate the huge number of customers.

Lets hope there are no riots. Actually, we are staying in Avoca “location of the very popular BBC TV series ‘Ballykissangel’”. However, I’ve never seem Ballykissangel, so whilst this is mildly exciting, I’m not sure why.

We’re having to hire a car to for the trip (costing more than we paid for the house we are staying in) because the loan car that took a huge amount of persuasion to get hold of in only one day is not allowed to leave the country. Why I wasn’t told this to begin with, I don’t know. I only assume that the woman involved takes great pleasure in winding crash ‘victims’ up.

Anyway, on the bright side the hire car has air conditioning and in the current weather this is almost worth the money.

He’s crashed, he’s crashed, he’s crashed

Wednesday, August 6th, 2003

Shit. I crashed the car this morning. The car we are supposed to be driving to Ireland in on Saturday. We may get a courtesy car, but not if it is a right off. Which it could be. As you can imagine the wife is very pissed off with me right now. I’m angry with myself, but more angry with the stupid woman at the roundabout who started off and then stopped!

Bugger. Bugger. Bugger. O fucking bugger.