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Some of you might recall me yammering on just over four years ago about having a daughter or whatever. My little princess, Ivory-Rose.
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Ivory is now four years and three months old and should be starting primary school in September. However, it now seems as though that is not going to happen. Instead, she will need to stay at home most days, and attend primary school only in the afternoons. Why?

For about a year now we've been unable to get Ivory to speak. She can count, spell, sing along to music, repeat what you say and will happily respond to questions. However she wont start or hold a conversation. She cannot sit and watch a video or a movie because she cannot understand the point of it.

After battling with the NHS to get her in to see the right people over the course of that year, we now finally have her official diagnosis. She's on the Autism Spectrum. Exactly where we do not know, and we have a load of new assessments coming up before she should be starting at school, but currently we've been advised that her speech and communication remains at the level of an 18 month old.

This is of course very upsetting to both me and her mother, but not because of the diagnosis. That came to us with some degree of relief. We're upset because it now means Ivory-Rose will grow up in a world where she will be considered a lesser person, because of something that she has absolutely no control over.

She isn't broken. She isn't worth less than anyone else. She's a human being.

TWHL is the best community I've experienced online, which is why I feel I can post this journal with no apprehension. I don't need to tell any of you this, but keep being good people. Stand up for those who need help and above all, be patient.

Urby.

Update 11/07/19

Her position within the autistic spectrum has been described as spiky. She appears to have strengths and weaknesses within every aspect. Her motor skills are top notch, while her fine motor skills are quite far behind. So she can run around, climb, jump, kick a ball and so on, but cannot hold a pen correctly or draw a shape. This also makes Makaton quite difficult for her which is unfortunate given her speech and language delay.

Her S&L delay which is affecting her communication is actually being considered an entirely separate matter at this point. However, vice versa, her autism is affecting this in other ways. Apparently, when a child has a speech and language delay, they fall back on their motor skills and communicate via gestures. Ivory cannot do this because she lacks the context behind what she is trying to say.

It's a wonderful double edged sword... In spite of this however, Ivory has been approved to go to the school of our chosing, with additional funding for one on one support. She will be going for the morning session every day which is three hours of a more structured, learning environment. The educational psychologist is confident that she can start going full time as soon as the new year, depending on her next few evaluations.

We're at the beginning of a very long journey with this. Thanks for listening.
UrbaNebula8 months ago2019-01-10 09:12:28 UTC 9 comments
First of all... Some of you might have seen me banging on about this via social media already, so I apologise. It's not very often I feel really quite proud of myself, but that's the situation right now.

After over a month of studying, I took my Magento 2 Frontend examination yesterday afternoon. Two hours later, I had passed.

I am now officially a Magento 2 Certified Professional Frontend Developer. My name is listed alongside a number of other people who claim they know what they're doing. :P

Magento Certification Directory

I will be taking a couple of other exams in the coming months to bulk up the profile a little, but this is a positive first step to being somewhat officially qualified. Haha
Alright. Enough with this Christmas shit! Get rid of them or suffer 12 months of bad luck or something... and bad hat hair! That's bound to happen if you're wearing a hat all year round.
UrbaNebula9 months ago2018-12-02 03:53:06 UTC 13 comments
It is time. Get some Christmas all up in your avatars.
UrbaNebula10 months ago2018-10-18 00:20:24 UTC 9 comments
The Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything... minus ten
UrbaNebula1 year ago2018-05-25 12:41:54 UTC 10 comments
I remember once, when I was young, my Grandfather was telling me stories about the war. He told me one story that always stuck with me.

One day, in the midst of the European invasion, he had leapt into a Spitfire and flown over enemy lines. He had then jumped out of his plane and parachuted down to a flag held by the Germans. He took out the four man squad single handed and then defended the flag is it gradually crept down the flagpole, turned into a British Union Jack and then started to climb slowly back up.

Unfortunately, he was then shot and killed by a German sniper who had run up to him, jumped into the air, span around and shot him without looking down his scope.

When my Grandfather respawned, he was surprised to find that he was now figthing for the Germans, as the battle had been pretty unbalanced up to that point. He leapt into a German Tiger tank and got back into the fray.

I'm sure by this point you have figured out that this is not a true story. However, a couple of days ago, EA and DICE released the Battlefield V trailer. The trailer features, most notably, a British female soldier, with a prosthetic arm, fighting on the front lines. Naturally, everyone reacted to this in a perfectly reasonable and level headed manner.

DID THEY BOLLOCKS!

The amount of bile I have seen surrounding the content of the trailer almost makes me ashamed to be a gamer... Countless people have slated the footage for not being historically accurate, which is what the Battlefield franchise is known for (There is a game in the series that includes bipedal robo tanks... but let's gloss over that for now)

There are literally zero videogames that offer an authentic World War One/Two experience because it would be fucking MISERABLE. But the idea that including female soldiers with prosthetic limbs fighting on the front lines is offensive and disrespectful is a fucking joke! It's a VIDEOGAME for fuck's sake, not a DOCUMENTARY! It's supposed to be entertaining! Not historically accurate.
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For those that are genuinely interested by the way, my Grandfather was an engineer in WWII and while he didn't see a lot of combat he worked on Spitfires primarily, and did a damn good job of keeping them in the air. :D
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UrbaNebula1 year ago2018-05-12 16:30:16 UTC 12 comments
Got myself a new motor! My trusty old Kia Rio from 2009 packed up and I've been using my wife's car for three months. Not great. Ordered a new one in February, but was told the second week of May would likely be the earliest I would get it.
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Welp, the second week of May has arrived, and so has my new Kia Rio 2018. The difference is pretty incredible. Central locking, electric windows, bluetooth connection for my phone. I know none of this is particularly impressive by today's standards, but consider that this is moving over from a car that had wind-down windows and no air-con.
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Yeah, pretty happy bunny today.
UrbaNebula1 year ago2018-01-19 20:29:45 UTC 14 comments
There's a good chance I may have made another person. Sorry.

Specifically, Jude Morris, my son. Born on the 17th at 06:07 and weighing eight pounds and three ounces after only 32 minutes of labour.

For those not yet making babies, my daughter took nearly 16 hours to appear. 32 minutes is crazy fast...
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UrbaNebula1 year ago2017-10-17 23:14:20 UTC 6 comments
Released: 2016
Genre: Horror
Directed by: Rob Zombie
Running Time: 102 Minutes
UrbaNebula1 year ago2017-09-29 21:47:46 UTC 10 comments
Would you believe that I'm yet to receive another response?
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I think I might have won. I don't like where it had to go, but I'm willing to go to the extreme to come out on top... no pun intended
UrbaNebula3 years ago2016-06-01 11:50:48 UTC 10 comments
Sooo... streaming. Let's talk about that. I'm going to be doing it.

You can check my Twitch channel HERE

My net connection isn't amazing at the moment which limits the quality somewhat, but I think it should be watchable.

I'll be playing maps and mods from time to time, as well as mapping every now and then.

Mainly I'm putting this out there in case any of you feel like dropping in for a chat. You can see my past broadcasts to get an idea of the feed quality, mainly the latest one. I will also be on mic next time. :)
UrbaNebula3 years ago2016-02-29 12:06:43 UTC 18 comments
DREAM TIME

So last night I had a pretty horrific dream. I figured I would write it all down as best as I can recall so anyone who cares can look over it, say "meh" and move on.

The dream starts with me waking, face down in a bed, not my own and in a room I don't recognise. I immediately feel uneasy, as if somebody is watching me. I roll over and sure enough, my heart skips a beat as I see a ghostly white woman standing at the foot of the bed, who looks unsettlingly similar to my wife. She is draped in rags that flow as if she is underwater and her eyes are completely blacked out. She raises her arm, pointing to a nearby window and whispers; "The tractor is coming"

Within seconds I can hear a distance sound, an engine, drawing closer. It continues to get louder and louder until everything goes black.

Suddenly, I am driving along a country road in the dead of night, sure enough on an old fashioned tractor. The lights barely light the road ahead and I can just make out that there are thorn bushes either side of the road, about six feet tall. I hit a bump and realise that something is shifting behind me. It turns out that I am pulling a heavily loaded trailer. I turn to see if everything is still in place and to my horror, the trailer is piled high with dismembered and disfigured human corpses. Another jolt sends the heap tumbling off the trailer with a sickening wet sound as they fall onto the road. I keep driving.

Up ahead now, maybe 150 metres, I can see a single street lamp on a wooden pylon. Below it, standing on the grassy curb just in front of it are two figures, silhouetted by the bright light. On of them stood firm, like a stone while holding the other by the back of the neck. They are clearly distressed, thrashing and trying to break free of their grip. I hit another bump and the motionless figure looses it, brutally hacking at the squirming figure with a cleaver or hatchet, eventually beheading them. Their body remains upright, blood shooting up like a fountain. I hit the breaks, stopping the tractor instantly. Both figures stop, motionless, the beheaded figure still standing and squirting blood from it's neck... then they both take off, sprinting straight for me, screaming and gurgling. They vanish into the darkness between myself and the lonely street light. I put the tractor in reverse, look over my shoulder and see all of the disfigured and mutilated bodies from my trailer are now standing behind me, staring right at me.

The engine cuts out, the lights click off... and I wake up.
UrbaNebula3 years ago2016-01-14 19:56:40 UTC 6 comments
Mere days after we lose Bowie, cancer has done the world yet another great disservice and taken Alan Rickman from us.

Fuck you, cancer.
UrbaNebula3 years ago2015-10-18 05:56:13 UTC 13 comments
XXIX
UrbaNebula4 years ago2015-04-05 09:29:52 UTC 26 comments
Some of you have seen this on Facebook already. Thanks for the messages. :P

I posted some months ago now that my wife and I were working on something. Well, it's officially been released on the 31st of March.

Say hello to the newest member of our family and the youngest member of Scotch and Coffee, Ivory-Rose Morris.
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