suddenly, baccyflaps

a brief escape into the sea
a whimsical portrait of the author smoking his pipe Hello, long-expected traveler, and welcome to my personal homepage. My name is rmf and I invite you to use the above menu to navigate to a mess of written things (useful, useless and otherwise), a varied collection of sound and picture to delight the senses, and a photo diary I keep of holidays, events and other things.

You are forgiven if you consider this place to be a little old-fashioned - after all, it was born of another, more perfect age: that of the personal homepage, a time when denizens of the Web built their websites to spread knowledge, talk about their interests, or reach out to others. The Net was at that point a roiling cauldron of anarchy - more living, more human, still unhomogenised and unbought. It felt to me more social than any social networking gizmo could ever hope to be. Perhaps, some radiant day, the Internet will regain its humanity; will bide its time until that moment comes.

On this homepage you'll occasionally come across weatherbeaten scraps of what was once (and, at times, still is) my ego. If you're having none of that, you can go straight to the baccyflap page.

The variable font used on this website is called Work Sans Roman, and it's available for free under the SIL Open Font License. Also, dear visitor, please note that your activity on is tracked by StatCounter so I can look at the visitor numbers; if that worries you, please install NoScript and/or Ghostery into your Internet browser so that you can block any webstat script you like.

By the way, after you've looked around, please consider leaving a message in my guestbook.