As I booted up my lap-top this morning the antivirus told
me about the latest cyber-threat I need to look out for. Apparently whenever
you access certain iffy websites a load of dodgy scripts is copied to your
computer. This website then asks you to prove that you are human by calling up
the windows run screen and pressing the control and “V” keys together
and then pressing the “Enter” key. This then installs whatever iffy
software the hackers want on your PC. I would wonder who would be dumb enough
to fall for that, but you only have to look at the news from the USA to see
that there are rich pickings to be had.
Quite a few of my American friends were rather worried about
this
morning’s news. And rightly so. Not so much about who had been voted in as
about who had done the voting. I’ve often said that democracy is a very silly
idea, and finally it seems that people are slowly coming to my way of thinking.
I got the dogs onto their leads and we drove up to the
woods for a walk. We did our usual circuit. I had my phone’s camera poised but
we didn’t see any deer today. We did meet a noisy pair of women not far from
where the deer usually lurk though. Like the three we met the other day these
two were walking a yard apart from each other but were shouting everything they
had to say.
As we got back to the car so I got a whiff of something
foul. Treacle had rolled in fox poo. Treacle? It’s usually the smaller two.
We came home for a bath, and once bathed I popped up to the
corner shop to get “er indoors TM”’s craft magazine.
Whilst I was at it I got almond croissants for us both, and then used Google Street
View to drive round Romney Marsh for an hour or so looking for a fire hydrant
sign (it’s a geo-thing).
Despite aching I then spent an hour in the garden putting
the new patterned pond edging into place. I’m not sure if I like it, but once
it has weathered in it might look better.
I wrote up a little CPD and drove round Romney Marsh (on
my lap-top) for another hour or so. All the time listening to pings on my
phone. “Daddies’ Little Angel TM” has taken to playing
on-line chess, and consequently so have I. As Rik Mayall once remarked, chess
is a game in which a prawn goes all the way and becomes a queen, and then it
can go any way it likes.
I didn’t go all the way and consequently lost.
“er indoors TM” boiled up some
pork chops which we scoffed whilst watching more “Bake Off”. Much as I
like the show, it’s not the same since Matt Lucas left.
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