So here I find myself at a fork in the road. In one direction lies the dream of a little girl being able to see and know her only Dad she will ever have. In that direction happiness blooms at each side of the road for as far as the eyes can see. Down that road I can see a little girl who is interested in technology, being given huge advantage for the world she will grow up in, nurtured by her computer competent and loving Dad. There's more to computers than just the code. I have much more than just code to share.

Down that road I see opportunity to use my skills for the benefit of society in general. For example helping my daughter's School improve the security of it's website, because as it currently stands it is atrocious. Worryingly so to myself as a parent. Down that road I see a country perhaps nurturing its computer talent. Especially if things come down to a choice of supporting a guy who could make major positive contribution to both the system and his daughter, or backing a technophobe family with a wall of defiance in their evil quest to steal a child. A family unable to nurture Teagan's interest in technology. A family now so clearly unable and unwilling to act in Teagan's best interest, that we find ourselves here at this fork in the road.

I think one of the reasons the UK is slipping behind on the world stage is because it fails to recognize and support its talent. It is unfortunately true that those who are not satisfied with a Daily Mail and TV lifestyle, may appear as the odd-balls and mis-fits to those who are. I don't think the Russians or the Chinese would squander a talent like mine. Do you?

Or there is the other fork in the road, A dark gloomy path where despair can be felt at every step. A path of senseless waste of opportunity and resources. A path where malice and breaking of the human spirit are of primary importance. Down this path lies the crumbling remnants of an empire that had long since lost it's sense of reason.

This path is so punishing that no-one who steps upon it will make much progress down it. The saving grace of this route is the sheer inhumanity of it quickly drains the human life spirit. A man may try and make progress down this path, but when he gets to the sign that says he must miss every second of his only child's childhood, for no reason, signed by the system that controls this road, he will find himself unable to make much progress from there. He will have neither the desire nor the strength left in his heart nor legs to try.

At this point things would have become very black and white would they not? None of the usual shades of grey. What will he do? Where will he go? With what heart and mind will he do it? I have no idea of the answers to these questions as I have never encountered such limit case darkness before.

As always in the human story, destiny awaits.