What the Postman saw (reprise)

I used to have a website called Pornturkey.co.uk. It was (in effect) exactly the same as this website, just had a super-catchy (stupid and rude sounding) name.

This site used to be hosted by a company running out of India. It was damn cheap. I mean GOD DAMN cheap. Except for the frequent site crashes and horrible customer support, I was happy.

Until one day my site was deleted.

They said it was because it was pornographic. No backups. No warnings. I mean…to say it wasn’t pornographic seems a bit like splitting hairs, since it has the word PORN in the title…but even a five-second glance at it would have revealed that there was more Snoop Dogg than doggystyle here.

It had around a year’s worth of posts on it. I have managed to salvage a bit of the stuff from Internet Archive project, but I couldn’t save it all.

One of my favourite things (which I couldn’t find) was a scan of the postcard my sister sent to me from New York City, September 12 2001. My parents had told me how it was delivered by a postman who was standing in the doorway of our house, as white as sheet, shaking as he handed it over.

Well I found it! Hao de.